𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐔𝐋 𝐎𝐁𝐒𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍 (𝐉𝐉𝐊 𝐅𝐅)

5

Shinae woke up feeling groggy and disoriented. Her head was heavy and her body ached in places she didn't know could ache. She opened her eyes and realized that she was in an unfamiliar room.

As she looked around the room, she realized that the room was not hers, but the bedroom of her new husband. The realization hit her like a ton of bricks, and she suddenly remembered the events of the previous night. She had gotten married, and now she was in her husband's bed.

She rolled over and looked at the clock on the bedside table. It was 11am. Shinae couldn't believe she had slept in so late. She sat up and tried to gather her bearings, her mind still fuzzy from the previous night's activities.

She looked down at her body and realized that she was completely naked, her body feeling sore and aching in places. She tried to recall the events of the previous night and why she was now in this state.

She sat up in bed, her body protesting in pain. Her bottom felt like it was on fire, and she wasn't sure why. She tried to recall any memories from the previous night, but her mind was blank.

She pulled the sheets around her body, trying to cover herself as much as possible. She gingerly swung her legs over the side of the bed and tried to stand up, but her legs felt weak and unsteady.

As she approached the mirror, Shinae had to take a moment to process the sight of her body. It was covered in small, circular marks that looked like hickeys. She touched one gently, wincing at the pain.

Her mind put the pieces together, and she suddenly understood what she had been doing the previous night. It was clear that she had been intimate with her husband, judging by the marks on her body and the soreness she was feeling.

The realization hit Shinae like a ton of bricks. She knew that she would never have given her consent, but the fact that she couldn't remember anything was confusing and scary. She couldn't believe that her husband would force himself on her like that.

As she stood there, tears streaming down her face, a wave of despair washed over her. She was married to a cruel mafia boss, and she knew that she couldn't expect any kindness or compassion from him. The realization that she was completely alone and at his mercy was overwhelming.

The thought that no one cared for her and that everyone always used her was like a knife twisting in her heart. She was a pawn in a game she didn't want to play, a piece to be manipulated and controlled by others. It was a cold and lonely feeling, and it only added to her despair.

As she stepped into the shower, she grabbed the soap and began scrubbing her body with a vengeance. She wanted to wash away the evidence of his touch, to erase the memory of his body on hers. She rubbed and scratched at her skin, trying to remove any trace of him from her skin. The water was hot and scalding, but she welcomed the pain, hoping it would cleanse her soul.

She was overwhelmed with a feeling of worthlessness and despair. She stood in the shower, the water running down her body as tears streamed down her face. She felt like she didn't matter, like she was nothing more than a tool to be used and discarded. The thought of her own insignificance only added to her pain and anguish.

The pain radiating from her body was overwhelming, a constant reminder of the previous night. She wanted to escape from the pain, to find some way to numb the emotional and physical suffering. She turned the water temperature down, hoping it would bring some relief.

After what felt like an eternity in the shower, Shinae finally emerged, her body wrapped in a towel. Her skin was red from the hot water and the scrubbing, but she felt a little better, more in control.

As she stood there in the towel, she suddenly realized that she didn't have any clothes with her. She looked around the room, desperation setting in. What was she supposed to wear? She couldn't just walk around in a towel all day.