ꜱᴇᴀʟᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ꜱᴄᴀɴᴅʟᴇ || Jungkook ff

(𝙅𝙐𝙉𝙂𝙆𝙊𝙊𝙆'𝙎 𝙋𝙊𝙑)
I never wanted this.

Not the suit. Not the ceremony. And definitely not the girl standing beside me.

Yet here I was, at the altar, my father's cold gaze drilling into me. The priest's words barely registered.

I turned to her-Y/n. The only girl who never looked at me with admiration. The only one who met me with defiance.

She didn't want this either.

Her fingers curled around her dress as if she'd rather set fire to this moment than let it become real.

But one mistake, one scandal, had sealed our fate.

My father's warning echoed in my head. Claim her, or lose everything you built.

So I lifted my chin, my voice cold.

"I do."

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(𝙔/𝙉'𝙎 𝙋𝙊𝙑)
Two words. Cold. Detached.

The world watched, waiting for me to accept the life I never asked for.

I had fought, screamed, pleaded-but in their world, money spoke louder than freedom.

Now, I stood before Jeon Jungkook-a man I had argued with, hated, and now... belonged to.

I wouldn't let them see me break.

Lifting my chin, I forced the words out.

"I do."

Applause erupted, but all I could hear was my world crumbling.