𝕾𝖜𝖊𝖊𝖙 𝖉𝖊𝖘𝖎𝖗𝖊

V

"After all we are getting married in. Few months"

"I don't want to get married," Yn protested, her voice filled with disbelief as she looked at Jungkook. He laughed, his hand caressing her face, dismissing her objections. "It's not up to you. I've already decided," he declared with a hint of arrogance. Yn's heart sank, feeling trapped and powerless in the face of his dominance. She mustered the courage to ask about her parents' opinion.

Jungkook laughed dismissively, his grip on her shoulder tightening slightly. Leaning in to kiss her forehead, he replied, "Your parents don't matter as long as you follow our arrangement. Now, go get ready. There are clothes in the closet. If you don't like them, we can go shopping later," he said, attempting to distract her. As he went out of the room yn clenched her jaw she hated him after a session of crying she finally got up

After a while, Yn got up and headed to the bathroom for a shower. She put on a robe and entered the bedroom, where she noticed an outfit on the bed. It wasn't too plain or too fancy, just what she preferred. But her eyes caught sight of the lace lingerie laid out, and she felt uncomfortable knowing it was her size.

She quickly changed into her clothes, her mind racing with thoughts of escape as she sat on the edge of the bed. Suddenly, a voice behind her made her tense up "you look ravishing" Jungkook's voice filled the room as he approached her, shirtless. Yn instinctively pushed him away, but he swiftly overpowered her, pinning her body against his own. He closed the glass door leading to the balcony, creating a barrier.

Yn struggled against his grip, desperate to break free "let go" but his strength was overwhelming. A chill ran through her as her warm skin met the cold glass. Jungkook leaned in, his presence making her heart race. She caught a whiff of his strong scent, sending shivers down her spine.

In a low, menacing whisper, he said, "I've desired you like this from the beginning." He held her wrists firmly, keeping her pressed against the glass, a cruel smirk playing on his lips as her chest met his.

His finger traced a path from her neck to her cheekbones, then down to her jawline and back again. Before he could go any further, a knock on the door interrupted the tense moment. "Young master, your parents have arrived," the maid announced, keeping her eyes lowered. Jungkook, keeping his gaze fixed on Yn's lips, replied, "I'll be there. You can leave now."

Yn felt a mix of relief and worry as the maid left. Jungkook's intense stare remained fixed on her, making his intentions clear. "We'll continue this later, baby," he declared possessively. "Come downstairs soon and remember, don't cause any trouble in front of them, alright?" Yn nodded, more out of fear than genuine agreement. Deep down, she knew she needed to find a way to break free and regain control of her life.

She sighed as she watched Jungkook hastily put on a black shirt and go downstairs. Yn couldn't understand why she couldn't defend herself in front of him. She styled her hair and straightened her clothes. "Any special reason you called us, son?" his father asked, settling on the couch. "Well, I have someone special for you to meet," Jungkook said with a proud grin. He was confident his parents would love Yn, seeing her flawless beauty inside and out.

The sound of heels clicking interrupted his mother's speech. She turned to see a young girl with long hair and a blue dress that hugged her curves perfectly. "Oh my," his mother exclaimed as Jungkook approached Yn, who had been looking down all the while. Jungkook kissed her cheek and proudly announced, "I want to introduce you all to my girlfriend." His mother approached Yn, adding with a smile, "She's very attractive." Yn, with a dry throat, greeted her, "Hi, ma'am." She had no interest in being here; fear of Jungkook was forcing her to play along. "You can call me Lila, dear," his mother, Lila, replied while hugging Yn.