My fingers trembled like the wind as I watched, my heart beating as fast as a hummingbird's chirping. Taehyung's strong hands are firm and steady as he grabs mine and slipped the ring on my finger. White gold ring with small diamond.
Couple rings are a sign of love and devotion to others but for me it is just a sign of ownership. A reminder of the golden cage , trapped places trapped in an impossible dream.
Until death, We don't promise that it's empty like everyone else when it comes to marriage. There's no way out of this above. I belong to Kim Taehyung until the bitter times are over. The last few words the men swore when they were inducted into the mafia could also be my wedding vows.
"I went in alive and came out dead""
I should run while I still have the chance. Now when faces from South Korea and America stare back at us, running is no longer an option. Even divorce.
Even if I managed to escape the surveillance of Taehyung and my family, my family would be at war. There's nothing dad can say to prevent Taehyung's group to take revenge for losing face.
My feelings matter. I've grown up in a world where there's no choice, especially for women.
Marriage is about love, or loyalty or choice. It's about expected duty and honor, an agreement to ensure peace.
I am stupid. I know it's all about: money and power. Both of them have diminished since the Hybe mafia group and other crime organizations are trying to expand their power in our territory.
The entire mafia family in our territory is hidden to defeat them and work together to defeat their enemies. I should be proud to be married to the strongest member of Hybe. That's what my father and younger brother have been trying to tell me since the engagement with Taehyung.
I knew that, and it wasn't as if I didn't have time to prepare for a moment like this, but that fear gripped me with a tight grip.
"You may kiss your bride" said the priest.
I raised his head. Every eye in the pavilion was watching me, waiting for a glimmer of weakness. Dad would get mad if I was scared of me and Kim Taehyung would use it against us. But I grew up where the perfect mask was the best protection given to girls and without any difficulty I forced into a calm expression. Nobody will know what I want myself to be. Not from anyone but from Taehyung.
I can't understand about him, various things I tried. My body won't stop shaking. Most of the night I met Taehyung's cold and dark eyes, I can tell that he knows. how often does he have to instill fear in others? I realized this might be a natural talent for him.
He was to bridge the tenth distance between us and he towered over me. There is no sign of doubt, fear or regret on the face. My lips screamed at him when I saw his eyes looking at me. The message is very clear: "You are mine"
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FanfictionMarriage about love, or loyalty or choice. It's about expected duty and honor. About : money and power. Both have diminished since mafia groups and other criminal organizations have attempted to expand their power in our region.