Anticipated Arrival, Perverted Brother, and Bad Luck

"Here, get dressed in these clothes. The Beta has ordered for you to get ready fast and join them for the greeting."

One of the maids came in bursting to my room, obviously not giving a single shit about my privacy, and threw a big box on my bed before looking at me with a disapproving frown.

"Tsk, looking at you now, it will probably take a while. Get ready fast!" She snapped at me as she glanced at me up and down and shook her head before leaving the room.

Girl, please. Even I, living under a rock uneducated fool, know my looks are anything but ugly.

Haa, I sighed as I opened up the box to find a beautiful red dress that perfectly complimented my silver hair and pale skin.

My pale skin was one of my insecurities. I didn't like the way it seemed to have no color, reminding me of a ghost. I wish it had some more tone to it.

Anyway, today was the D-day.

The day of the anticipated arrival of the Lycan King.

And now that the day has finally arrived, I was feeling relieved and bursting out of nerves at the same time.

Despite hating me, and wanting nothing to do with me, my father was so big on keeping up appearances in front of the king.

But I am not complaining, since I was worried about how I would approach him if I had been locked up instead.

So it's a good thing, I guess.

Today is the day I will finally die.

Looking around my room, more like a cell, with a melancholic mood, I realized I had no attachment to this.

I looked at the ground that has been stained with my blood so many times I lost count. I looked at this confinement, where I have been locked up and starved throughout my life. Then lastly at the bed, where the most horrible experience of my life happened.

I had no attachment to life itself. As I jog through my memories, I can not see one memory, one time, to make me hold on to life.

Sighing, I put my hands through the sleeves of the prettiest thing that has ever adorned my body.

As I stretched my arms behind my back to tie up the corset like back, I winced due to an older wound on my arm.

Ugh, now who is supposed to tie this up? Should I just go out like this? Not like anyone hasn't already seen my bare back.

Just as I was pondering over this in my head, I froze. Two hands lingered over my waist, touching my bare back with a ghost of a touch.

My eyes widened as I tried to turn around, but his muscular arms held me captive in place.

Clenching my jaw and fists, I rapidly blinked back the tears.

"Shh, relax, it's just me." He caressed my back, making me flinch at his icy touch.

All the more reason to be afraid, you f-cking a--hole.

As painstakingly slow as he could, he tied up the strings of my dress, all the while inappropriately touching my back and waist.

Well, thank you for ruining the one good thing in my life.

I wish I was strong enough to bash his face in. Heh.

"How did you like the dress? I picked it out for you myself."

Ew, I hate it now.

He turned me around, and I plastered a perfected fake smile on my face.

"Thank you, it's lovely." He smiled as his hazel eyes gently creased at my lie, and he caressed my cheek before planting a kiss on my forehead.

This perverted, sick piece of shit.

Hoo deep breaths, Sera. Deep breaths.

He won't be able to continue his torment from today afterwards.

"You look more beautiful than I imagined. Although, you would look even better without it on."

Thump. Thump. Thump.

My heart pulsated widely in fear as cool beads of sweat rolled down my face. Surely, he wouldn't do it now...would he?

His eyes were hazy with lust swirling in them as he hungrily gazed at my bosom.

No, no, no, no, no, no, absolutely not!

" What do you do, Seraphina?" His hazy eyes changed into an angry one, making me confuse about what should I fear more.

Lusty Kaiden? Or angry Kaiden? Ah, it doesn't matter, for they are both sick f-cks and deserve to rot in the bottom est pit of hell.

I fakely smiled before leaning up to touch his rough cheek with my lips and observed him releasing a sigh of satisfaction.

Ew. Ew. Ew. Ew. Ew. Ew. Disgusting!

"I am sorry for cutting our time short, but I need to get going now." Thank God.

He tucked a strand of my hair behind my ear before kissing me on the side of my neck, making me shiver in disgust and fear.

"I trust you to behave, and not do anything that you know will get you in trouble." His stern eyes warned me before leaving, and I mentally laughed at his stupid warning.

Bitch, I will die today no matter what. I would like to see you try to stop me.

While I am at it, I wish heavens are on my side for once and I can do something that will make the Lycan King torture you brutally.

Ruffling up hair with my hand, I harshly scrubbed my skin until it was burned red. I wish I was a snake. In that way, I could just peel my skin off every time he touched me.

Haa, it's ok, Sera. Today is the last day. I will make sure it is.

.....

That is what I said.

What did I know that I would stop breathing just at the sight of transcendentally handsome being in front of me?