𝙼𝚢 𝙲𝚛𝚞𝚎𝚕 𝙱𝚎𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚢 ٭ 𝚃𝚊𝚎𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚎 ٭

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January 25th 2018

January 25th 2020

2 years.

It had been two years since Jennie left her loving home. It had been two years since she married James Smith. A powerful American man. He was attractive very charming indeed. He had a sharp jawline and beautiful hunter-like eyes. Curly blonde hair and mesmerizing ocean blue eyes.

Despite his good looks on the inside he was nothing but despicable. Jennie sighed as she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. She made herself comfortable on the living room couch staring at the luxurious paintings which were beautifully hung up on the walls. He offered her a beautiful home. And unlimited money so she could indulge in diamonds and purses. But Jennie was unimpressed by all of it. She bit her lip clearly reminiscing the day she was forced to accept her father's "deal".

Jennie came from a rather wealthy family. Her mother was a cardiologist and her Father was a well known businesses man in Seoul. She remembers. that day so clearly. She was so happy after she got home after a night out with her friends. She took a long relaxing bath then put on her silky pajamas and was ready to slip off to Dreamland.

Then suddenly her parents called her down because they needed to "have a talk with her". Turns out her father spent all of their money on gambling and got them in huge debt. And the next thing that came out of her father's mouth made her heart drop in an instant. " I'm marrying you off to James Smith."

She fought against it. She tried her hardest but in the end what use did it have? Her parents controlled everything that she did, From her friends to her hobbies. So she accepted her unfortunate fate and got engaged then married to this forgein devil.

Yes he most definitely offered her a luxurious lifestyle (that she was already used to.) But he also offered her all the black eyes she had received during these two years of absolute hell. Along with all those pretty bruises on her legs and arms. As handsome and rich James was he definitely wasn't a gentleman.

Jennie had thought of how to escape this horrendous marriage. But none of it looks like it would end up working out. She could run away, but.. Where too? Her parents wouldn't welcome her and would just send her back to this hellfire. And her friends wouldn't he able to welcome her even if they wanted to, She couldn't cause her friends problems. Jennie had accepted it. This was how it was going to be. She was going to be beaten and humiliated by her husband and that was her life.

The young woman got up from the couch and walked over to the kitchen. The house was so big you could hear the echo of her Louboutin heels clink against the polished floor. She opened up one of the cabinets revealing multiple brands of alcohol. She picked a random wine bottle and grabbed a glass. She poured the Vermillion liquid into the glass. She took a seat on one of the many comfortable chairs and brought the glass up to her mouth. Her lips softly brushed against the rim of the glass. She then took a sip of the bitter liquor and took a deep sigh.

"𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞, 𝐡𝐮𝐡." She mumbled.

♥︎♡꧁ In the evening ꧂♡♥︎

Jennie flinched when she heard the front door open. Her heart started beating at an abnormal speed and she felt beads of sweat form on her forehead. She watched as her husband walked up the stairs with visible rage on his pretty face.

"You fucking spoiled bitch." He uttered sternly while entering the kitchen. He stood right in front of her, hands digging deep into the pockets of his blazer. Jennie's eyes started to well up with tears. "W-whats wrong dear?.." She stuttered, but trying her best not to cry. He scoffed seeing the woman almost break down in tears in front of him. "I come home from work and I see you like this? Why are you so fucking lazy!? Couldn't even bother to put some makeup on or to do your hair." Jennie bit her lip so harshly it was almost bleeding. She got so caught up into her thoughts she completely forgot to put any makeup on.

James grabbed the woman's chin aggressively. Jennie winced in pain while tears were streaming down her face. "Do you know how hard it is for me to look at your hideous face everyday Jen? You are so fucking ugly, it actually hurts me. To the point I pity you. Go make me some food, be useful for once. " he whispers in her ear still tightly holding her chin. He places a bitter kiss on her lips then finally releases her. Jennie takes a deep breath and a step back.

The man leaves the kitchen slamming the door behind him. Jennie's chin was now red by how tightly he was holding it. It hurt and his kisses tasted like venom. Every single word that came out of his mouth was laced with poison. Jennie gulped and wiped away her tears. She didn't know how much more she could endure this.

How she wished superheroes were real. She wished one day Superman would just appear and save her from this monster. And keep her safe and far away from him. Unfortunately superheroes were fiction and there was no way out.