BOUND BY HATRED | Sookook

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JISOO

"And I promise you that you'd never be able to meet her. Never" He said clenching his teeth, sound dead serious.

"What do you mean?" I stared at him completely confused.

He blinked taking back the photograph from my hand. "Just knew that I did something"

"You did what?" I asked immediately. But he didn't say a word. And that's when anxiety hit me. "You did what, Jungkook?"

I watched him walked to the couch and sat down. Removing his Rolex watch and putting it aside, he took a second to see my mother's photograph before he tore it into pieces. I stared at him in disbelief, waiting for him to answer the question that I asked.

"Now you're all alone. There's no one here for you" He said after a brief moment of pause. Oh God, he's such a complicated asshole. Will he stop beating around the bushes and come to the damn point?

"Why can't I meet my mother and what have you done? Dude, why can't you answer my damn question properly?" I asked, getting on the verge of losing my temper.

He raised his eyebrows at me and it made me realise that I better check my tongue before he decides to threaten me with spiders or God knows what.

"Sorry" I mumbled. He just nodded and scrolling through his phone keeping a straight face as if nothing was happening. What the hell? Why he's testing my patience?

"On a scale of one to ten, how badly do you want me to tell you about it?" He questioned, his eyes fixed on his phone.

"Ten" I replied without wasting a single breath.

"Prove it"

"How?" I looked at him, puzzled.

"Go to the terrace and stand under the burning sin. I'd tell you in seconds if you stay there for three hours without fainting" He command as if he was a king toward me.

Knitting my eyebrows I caught a look of outside from the window. This is mid of summer for fuck sake. It ain't like we're living in some high altitude countries where the daylight would be gentle. Fuck, the mercury would be fourth three degrees Celsius today. This would be suicide even after knowing that I couldn't withstand too much heat. It's been hardly a few times in my whole life that I stepped outside in the moon in blazing sun.

Biting my lips, I looked at him again if he had changed his mind but this man! I really want to meet my mother. I've been searching for her since last twelve years. She was the only person in this world who loved me unconditionally.

I said yes to this stupid marriage only because of her. Because I wanted to meet her, to tell her how much I missed her, to ask her about something, to once again call her 'Eomma'.

I sighed. If that what he wants then fine. I'll try to withstand the heat for three hours. After finding my way to his huge mansion, I finally figured out the way to.his terrace. As soon as I stepped in the sun, my body repulsed but somehow I managed to stand in the middle of the huge terrace. I tried to look at the sun which was fucking bright and hot. My lips twitched in distaste as I clamped my palms together and pressed my eyes shut.

You can this, Jisoo.

But I know I can't do it. It maybe ten minutes or so and my head is already spinning. The sun is burning hole through my flesh as if it's torturing me for something. He married me for torturing me. If course, he did this! Otherwise why in hell a Goodman billionaire will want to marry someone like me?

But why?, what I've done to him? As far as I remember I've never seen him before, not untill he graced me with his divine presence in my house. I rolled my eyes and if only I knew that I'd be sending my day like this-standing in the sun, getting roasted as a chicken, I would've poured a glass full of hot water at him instead of Ramen that day.