BOUND BY HATRED | Sookook

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JISOO

"You're looking beautiful" Jennie said, admiring my reflection in the mirror. I stared into the mirror and found myself in a white bridal dress. The material was soft but hell, only I knew that how much heavy it was. My face was cake up in makeup and hair neatly pinned in a bun. With my tattooed arm and eyebrows piercing and off course not to mention the heavy jewellery around my neck, I looked ridiculous.

I've seen quite a few times in movies that girls feel pretty in their bridal dresses. They look happy and angelic but I don't feel pretty at all. The dress suffocates me. Apart from being heavy, it reminds me that this marriage thing with Jeon Jungkook is fishy and hides secret.

But trust me, I don't want to know anything about it. I will marry him and stay with him for a month then as soon as I'll get to know about my mother where about, I'll divorce him. I don't want to tangle myself in anything. Jeon Jungkook is a psychopath and it'll be better for me to stay the hell away from him.

"Force a smile. I don't want any controversy" My step mother said without sparing me a single glance. I ignored her since I have no energy to waste it on her. I sighed. Okay! Let's get over this shit. For next few hours, all I've to do is to fake smile and take part in all the rituals of my so called marriage.

Next, I don't know how everything went. I mean the hall was full of all the rich and high class people, media people and unfamiliar faces. My eyes fell on Jungkook who all the time didn't even look at me for once. His face held a soft smile but something in me told me that the smile was fake.

I bite on my lips when I felt my stomach grumble in hunger. Dude, I shouldn't have skipped meal just because I was angry. Now what the hell am I supposed to do? I inhaled a low amount of air through my nostrils and somehow comforted myself that once all these rituals are performed, the first thing I'll do is to stuff my stomach with shit load of food.

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"Please pull over the car to some nearest restaurant. I'm famished" I told the driver secretly hoping that the guy who was beside me won't say otherwise.

"Yes, Ma'am!"

Ever so slowly, I peaked at him. Like always his face held no emotion but surprisingly he didn't say no to the driver. Finally after spending tiring hours in my meaningless wedding to him, I'm going to his house. Although the thought is terrifying but a pinch of excitement is bursting inside me. It would be fun to live in a billionaire's penthouses after all.

I shifted uncomfortably in my heavy dress and jewellery which cling to me. I clicked my tongue then in no minute removed the heavy necklaces and earrings away from my body. Untangling my bun, I let them open and wiped the extra makeup that I had.

Soon, the driver pulled over the car to some small restaurant and without wasting a single second, I jumped out of the car. For a second it hit me that I didn't get a panic attack this time when I was in the car but I shrugged that thought away and decided to focus on the food.

I quickly entered inside and grabbed a cosy seat at the corner. Jungkook also followed ms and sat across the table. "Don't you have any decency? Now you're my wife. You better learn to behave before i-"

"I'm sorry. I was hungry. I didn't think about it" I cut him in middle realising my grave situation.

Paparazzi will follow us after all we just got married. I shouldn't act in such a rush. After last night, I'm pretty sure that this man will kill me mercilessly if I bring trouble for him. I need to play my cards safely and stay on his good side till I get to know about whereabouts of my mother and then I'll divorce him.