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Chapter 3 - Chapter 1: Backstory (1) - slightly R-19

August 5th, 20XX

6PM

Ronan Estate,

"Congratulation Master Ronan!!" 

"Is Madam alright?"

"Congratulations Brother!" Cheers were heard everywhere, as everyone crowd around Killian Ronan. The one and only heir to the Ronan Empire, the name has an generations of history,

Killian Ronan was the only living bloodline of the Ronan Empire after his parents died in a war, leaving him alone to take over the throne. The Ronan's could be said to be the Golden Dealer, any networks, merchants, drugs etc. All have to go through him who rules above all.

But no one could have imagine the cold and lonely Killian Ronan, would bring back a lady into the Manor one day. 

And not long after, the marriage announcement was made. No one questioned who was the lady with the blonde hair, from afar she looks like a fairy. Shiny golden locks, big grey eyes. She looks otherworldly enchanting, but no one dares to take a second look.

Killian Ronan made it clear, lay a second longer on his wife. Their heads would be beheaded, the lady in the name of Vittoria Walker.

Today marks the announcement of the birth of Luciella De Luca, the child took her grandmother's family name. As her grandmother Bianca De Luca fell in love with this granddaughter of hers. hence. Vittoria wanting to please her mother. She decided to name her daughter Luciella De Luca.

"Come here." Killain encircled his muscular arm around Vittoria's thin waist. Every second he made sure that she was by his side, the possessiveness was apparent to bystanders.

"Madam!" Guest bow as they greet Vittoria, "Enjoy yourselves today, I shall retire first." after she said that, her right hand dislodged herself from the strong hold of the man beside her.

Bowing, she left the main hall. Her golden locks fluttered as she walk up the stairs to second floor, everyone on the hall could not turn away from her. Skins as pale as porcelain, people mistook her as a fairy.

"Isn't she pretty?" 

"No, Sir!" Everyone hurriedly apologies as they hurriedly turn away from the mesmerising view, going back to what they were doing beforehand.

Meanwhile Killian smirked as he stared to the direction where his wife left, clicking his tongue. He strode towards the staircase.

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In the room, 

"What got my kitten upset?" 

Vittoria glared sideways, wanting to avoid looking at the devilish man in front of her. 

"Kitten?" Killian carasses her face with his right hand, leaning closer till he was eye level with her. "I guess yesterday I did not disciplined you enough?" Vittoria turned her head in the speed of lightning, one worry she had a whiplash.

"Shall I remind you what happened?" With that, he raised his right arm as he roughly groped Vittoria's right chest. "Urgh..." she winced from the pain, as she was harshly pushed against the door of the bedroom.

"No!" She hurriedly shook her head, "I'm sorry.."

"Aww, now don't be saying sorry..." 

'PAK!' 

"KILLIAN!" 

'PAK'

Numerous harsh slaps were delivered onto her right chest, multiple hit was landed on the same spot. Vittoria bit onto her lips firmly, so that she does not make any sound.

"Now, are you willing to tell me what got my kitten upset. Hmm?" gently he caressed the area he had landed the slaps.

"Why did you invite them?" her voice broke mid sentence.

Gently wiping the tear from her face, he stared hysterically into her eyes. "Didn't they not approve of us?" 

"I want to see what can they do about it?" with that, he pulled Vittoria up by her armp*t. Hurling her over his shoulder, he walked over to the desk in the middle of the room. 

'Clang'

Papers, cup, pen was swept onto the floor, he flipped her face down onto the desk as he tore the red gown she was wearing.

"NO!" Vittoria struggled to escape, but everything was futile. She was pinned onto the desk face down, her legs struggled to stay still.

"I want to let everyone knows who you belong to, not to your mother, not to anyone but ME!" Killian without any warning, he penetrated deeply into her.

"Urghh....you said you will not touch me today..." Vittoria bawled her eyes out in grievance as she struggled to breath from the continuous penetration behind her.

It was not like she did not love Killian, or maybe she was unsure. But ever since she was bound beside him. she had nowhere else to go. She was not allowed to be close to her family, not even her mother could save her from him.

The Ronan's were strong, no one could be on par with them. Not even the Walker's, let alone De Luca's who was the maternal family of Killian Ronan. From the steel cage she was all too used to, she could not tell from love to hate.

'Baby, I hope you could fly high without any obstruction.' Vittoria prayed every single day ever since she birthed Luciella, she knew her daughter was different. No, she hoped her daughter could escape what she could not.

She hope she could grow up without any worries or control of anyone, to fly as high as she wants. Soar through any hurdles one throws at her, as she knew she could not allow her daughter to be like her. 'Weak'

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