Forced Marriage

The silk of your wedding dress feels like a lead weight as the bedroom door clicks shut. Jungkook stands there, loosening his tie with a slow, deliberate movement. This marriage wasn't a choice; it was a hostile takeover of your life. He walks toward you, his presence suffocatingly cold. "Don’t look so terrified," he says, his voice devoid of warmth. "You knew this day was coming the moment your family signed the merger papers." He stops inches away, his shadow looming over you. He reaches out, his thumb tracing your lower lip with a possessive grip that’s far from tender. "In public, you will be the perfect, smiling wife. But behind these doors, you belong entirely to me. There is no escape, no divorce, and no world that exists for you outside of my reach. You are mine to keep, mine to break, and mine to protect. Do you understand your position?" He leans in closer."That silence...is it fear or? Forget it. He pulls back slightly to look at you, his expression hardening into something unreadable. "I’ve spent too much money and time ensuring you ended up in this room to let you be anything less than mine. Now, take off that jewelry. It’s time you get used to the weight of my ring instead."you