It was the fall of 2015. Winifred Sharp was riding on a train that would take her home in Seahead.

At the young age of nine, she was dumped in the countryside. Now she was called back for a simple reason- her family meant to marry her to Orchid Grove where lived her husband-to-be and he was dying.

It was with the aim of saving the poor man by giving him a wedding that the marriage was arranged.

The Sharp's had two other daughters, but they were unwilling to marry him, so Winifred who had been forstered in the countryside was called back immediately.

Right now, Winifred was sitting on her sleeping berth, reading a book.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open, and a cold current of air tinged with a strong, sweet smell of blood assailed Winifred's nostrils.

Lifting her eyes, she saw a tall, straight figure slumped to her feet from outside, unconscious.

Soon, a few men in black rushed in, "Boss, no-one is here. Hurry, let's send him to Hades!"

"Who said there's no one ?"

The lead man in scar looked at Winifred Sharp.

Utterly bewildered, Winifred found herself suddenly in a dire situation caused by the man who just fell into her carriage.

The killing intent was strong in the eyes of the scarred man. He meant to kill.

Winifred Sharp glanced at the weapons in their hands, panicked, she quickly begged for mercy, "Don't hurt me, please, I didn't see anything."

The Scar man stepped forward and looked at her small face. She was wearing a veil on her face, so her features were hidden except for the eyes which were like limpid pools.

Extremely bright & clear, they seemed to be able to speak to whoever looked at them.

Hadn't seen such beautiful eyes before, the scar man found himself getting excited, besides, he hadn't touched a women for days, already, evil thoughts came to his mind.

"Little beauty, we don't need to hurt you as long as you take special care of us."

Eyelashes fluttered, Winifred said in a pitiful voice, "I don't want to die. I am so scared. Sir, as long as you don't hurt me, I will take very good care of you."

At the soft pleading of the timid girl, the scar man couldn't contain it anymore and practucally pounced at her. Immediately, Winifred Sharp was under him.

"Boss, you go first. We will finish this man off first and have our turn afterwards."

Amidst vulgar laughter and the gentle feel of the women, the scar man put down his weapon and reached out to pull Winifred's bottoms.

But the next second, a dainty white hand came up.

Scar man raised his head and met the girl's clear, cool eyes. But in them were no longer the panic and weakness of a frightened girl. Instead, flint-like light flickered.

"You!"

Before he could speak, Winifred Sharp raised her hand and pierced a silver needle into the man's head effortlessly and cleanly.

Scar man closed his eyes and slumped to the ground.

"Boss!"

Startled, the man in black wanted to rush forward to offer help. But suddenly, the man who was unconscious on the ground opened his eyes and snatched the weapons from their hands.

One by one, they all fell to the ground.

He was as fast as lightening.

Sitting straight up, Winifred Sharp had long known the was only pretending to be unconscious and the blood on his body belonged to someone else.

She looked up at man, and the man was also studying her. His eyes were like deep, narrow pools with the sharpness of a falcon. Whoever looked at them would find himself drowning in them.

"Young master, sorry we are late."

His men arrived at that time and began to clean up the mess. His confidant handed a clean handkerchief to the man who wiped his hands gracefully on it.

Then, he walked steadily towards Winifred Sharp and pinched her delicate jaw with his slender fingers.

Squinted his eyes, he looked down at her, a playfulness in his eyes, his voice low and charismatic, "What should I do with you?"

With her chin gripped and lifted by the man, Winifred Sharp was forced to look up at him. She found the man had a tall and straight body. He was handsome and with a presence as powerful and cold as the endless night.

He had wiped his hands just now, but she could still smell the sweet sickly smell of blood tinged with coldness emanating from him.

A very dangerous man, indeed. She thought, now how could I get out of this?

Next, Winifred Sharp directly knocked down the man's hand and said sternly,"I am the future wife of the young master of Orchid Grove. I dare you to touch me again!"

The future wife of Orchid Grove?

Eyebrowd raised, the man couldn't help feeling amused, my... bride?

"Are you from Seahead? Then you must have known the daughter of Sharp family is going to be married to the young master of Orchid Grove. It is the most important event in the whole city. And I AM the bride. Should something happened to me, do you think you can walk away alive? Now let me go. I didn't see anything, and I won't tell anything."

Winifred Sharp had his stepmother Ellen May to thank this for. Although she spared no effort to prepare the wedding, making sure the whole town would praise her for it's luxuriousness, she only allowed Winifred to travel back on a couch.

Winifred Sharp was betting that the man didn't want to get in trouble.

The man looked at her with interest. Today, he narrowly escaped being killed by a hired knife by his business rival and met the girl by a pure accident.

She looked no more than 20. Although pale-faced and disheveled in appearance, breathtakingly bright shone through her limpid, intelligent eyes.

AND she was his future bride.

The man turned his gaze away and left with his men.

Winifred's toghtened grip relaxed.

At this moment, the man turned his head, looked at her, and said in a low voice, "We shall meet very soon."

...

At the arcadia where the big wedding ceremony of Sharp family was to be held.

In the bridal lounge, Megan Sharp looked at his half-sister and said, "Winifred, your mother died when you were only nine, and than you pushed grandpa down ths stairs. The fortune-teller said you'd bring bad luck to our family. So father had to send you to the countryside. If it weren't for the wedding, you'd never been allowed back! You will always stay in the countryside for the rest of your life. So, you must be grateful for this opportunity, do you understand? You are not the daughter of us Sharp's. You are only a dog we kept."

Sitting at the dressing table, Winifred said lightly, "Who is the dog calling for?"

Akimbo, Megan shouted, "The dog is calling you, ofcourse!"

Putting a final touch to her makeup, Winifred said,"I see, now stop barking, will you?"

Realising she had been tricked, Megan stared at Winifred's eyes. Since coming back, Winifred had been wearing veil, so all that could be seen of her was her eyes. Even though, anyone could tell by seeing the light in the beautiful pair of eyes that she was a great beauty.

Beside herself with jealousy, Megan wished she could claw them out. How could this bumpkin be a beauty? No way! She was only using the veil as a disguise. Beneath it must be an ugly face!

"Winnie, now is the auspicious time. Get ready to go!"

At this time, Albert Sharp & Ellen May can in surrounded by a group of VIP Guests.

A/N:

Hey guys, so that's it for today, I promise to update the next chapter very soon!

Please forgive my typing mistakes, actually I am not very good in writing stories so I am so sorry for my mistakes.

Kindly comment here to ask if you have any doubts, or characters will be described in the next upcoming chapters so your doubts will be solved during the updates.

To Be Continued...

~BTS A.R.M.Y