---- And it was never going to be.


    I will just be a recement, a concubine for him to bear his heir.


    Other than that, Sierra King is no one.


    Tam nothing.


    Just an ugly girl who no one will ever love.


    My parents abandoned me and soon Xavier will also abandon me.


    People see hope and growth in their future while all T can see is darkness.


    Abandoned, banished, left in the forests as a rogue to feed fir myself.


    Surviving on left overs.


    Before I know I feel a presence behind me and when Tlook up, my stomach churns.


    ---- eee limmediately rub my cheeks on my shoulder sleeve, wiping my tears off.


    His jaw was hardened, those grey eyes cold as usual.


    Yet it only added to his beauty.


    The thought of standing beside this man as his wife in front of the entire world with my face scarred like this...


    Made something drop inside my stomach.


    I was nothing in front of him.


    My strength, my appearance...


    I could never match him.


    My head drops, as I fail to meet his intense stare.


    My hair fall on my face, veiling my scar and I somehow felt relieved.


    My voice low.


    What are you...


    doing here? ---- He doesn''t say anything.


    His answer not verbal.


    My pathetic heart thuds faster when I see his footstepsing closer and on its own my steps stagger back.


    Wh- what? My back meets the wall and my widened eyes stay rooted on his chest.


    He wasn''t touching me yet T could feel him everywhere around me.


    His scent His dark aura.


    Look at me, doll.


    His voice...


    there was something different in it.


    Unlike earlier it wasnt emotionless and detached...


    rather it sounded soft.


    Trefuse.


    Moving my head to a side.


    I rather press my scarred cheek on the wall.


    ---- eee = You..


    Don''t want to see it..


    Trust me..


    Before I know he grabbed my chin and jerked it to a side.


    Laying bare my scarred cheek to the scrutiny of his eyes.


    Agehh My fists clench as I look into his eyes.


    Expecting to find hate or disgust.


    But there was nothing The coldness of his gaze sustains.


    Tknow- I look ugly- He doesn''t let meplete.


    His thumb delves into my mouth, stopping me from speaking and his eyes veer to lock with mine.


    Shut up.