Your life sucks! Why did fate had to play like this? You, 19 years old girl, got married to your family Mafia enemy forcefully. It was all the shitty contracts which pulled this deal to the point. Standing in a room, staring at your broken, yet brave soul through the large mirror. You were in your wedding gown, like an angel who was ready to be broken by the devil, Jeon Jungkook, 28 years old. A voice took a cup of your attention—your father's voice, the man who forced you in this marriage. You went out and stood with your father at the end of the aisle, as you walked down the aisle with your father, feeling the stares of every guest. Soon, the priest said the vows and you both agreed. You both had to kiss now, Jungkook gives a small peck on your forehead coldly and everyone cheers.

Time skips, You both were in his bedroom, at his mansion. Breaking the silence, he speaks, his cold voice, "I'm so happy with this marriage. Not because I love you. It's because, now it's easy for me to hurt you. No one will stop me. Now, all you'll get is pain." He whispered the last line, enough audible.