Denied by Destiny

"You finally became the monster I always feared," a loud sob escaped Cristina's throat as her own hands for the very first time trembled as they touched her only son's face. The creature that stood before her is now a perfect replica of the very man she had prayed her son would never become.

"The one who created the monster is always the one who feared it the most," Turning his once warm russets that were now smoldered with an eerie intensity, Alastair looked at his now trembling mother, "And now that innocent angel you used to pray for, is now in the clutches of that very monster you created. Isn't this what you always wanted, Mom? Ezelea as my bride from the very moment you laid eyes on her."

"I did..I did wish for that angel to marry my son, but not the monster you've become. I'd rather kill her with my own hands than let you ruin her pureness." A tear trickled down her cheeks.

"Better keep your wife and yourself far from my life, because I'm telling you, Dad, if anyone. I repeat, if anyone even dared to think of separating Jennie from me, I won't think twice before burning down this entire fucking world with all of you in it, till the ashes of this world witnesses her as Ezelea Alastair Castellanos" he paused before continuing,

"Get this into your fucking head. She's destined to be mine, whether she chooses to embrace this destiny or not."

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She was an unwanted bride because she was never meant to be his, not in the eyes of destiny but Alastair had marked her as his long before the ink of fate had dried on the parchment of her destiny. She had became etched into his very soul bound in a way from which there was no escape for her, even if he wished it so.

What would happen when her purity and innocence clashed violently with the cold, unyielding steel of his ruthlessness in a fierce dance of fate that she had never never asked for? Will she lost herself to the dark whims of his obsession, power and manipulation that was now wrapped in a cloak of love?