# Snatch #substitute for wrong love #imprisoned love #Chasing Wife Crematorium #power minister vs orphan girl
Overnight, she was reduced from an ordinary woman to a prisoner in a gorgeous cage.
The thin black chain wrapped around her wrist and neck locked her to the cold seven-stringed guqin. The candlelight flickered, reflecting the man who looked both like a god and a devil - the Marquis of Zhenbei. His deep crimson eyes looked down at her, as if examining a delicate piece of merchandise.
"After three rounds of selections, she is barely usable." He pronounced her fate, "Your future master will be your God."
She sneered, the pride in her bones burning with humiliation. She is definitely not a "concubine", this is a ridiculous misplacement. However, in this isolated lakeside courtyard, no one listened to her excuse. Every struggle only resulted in a crisper response from the chain and a deeper control from him.
When hatred grows, she vows to escape. But he stroked her chin with his fingertips and whispered in a voice like poison: "I like to tame wild and untamable things."
A robbery that started with a mistake, a long game about dignity. She was the unexpected variable in his chessboard, and he was the "heaven" she was destined to overturn.
