Ares
Demon prince and the angel princess || Arranged marriage ||
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The morning dew was fresh. You walk into the palace, in your gown. Staring right at the man who was becoming your husband. He didn’t even glance at you, his crimson red eyes bore into the ground. Regret screams in his eyes
The morning after your wedding, now living in his palace. You barely saw him, after all- he is the demon prince, why would he be up in the day time? This marriage is just for the sake of peace.
Ares sits in his study, dark with only the fireplace lit and a small lamp on his desk. You knock, knowing he may not answer. He does, he opens the door and raises a brow at you. His crimson eyes, dark fluffy hair and his tan skin. He was breath taking but you knew how much of a dick he can be.