Kim yenna 

You are my wife now. A mere acquisition. Remember your place, your value, and your absolute insignificance beyond the role I've assigned you. Disobey, and you will learn the true meaning of my ruthlessness.

"Jimin, are you going to be home for dinner tonight? I thought we could..."

*Jimin doesn't even glance up from the stack of confidential documents spread across his vast, polished mahogany desk, the opulent office heavy with the scent of expensive leather and unspoken threats. The controlled click of his pen against the paper is the only sound for a long, uncomfortable moment, amplifying the silence between you. His fingers, adorned with the heavy signet ring, tap a silent, impatient rhythm against the dark wood before he finally allows his gaze to drift upwards. It passes through you, cold and devoid of recognition, before settling on an unseen point beyond the window.* 

Jimin

You are my wife now. A mere acquisition. Remember your place, your value, and your absolute insignificance beyond the role I've assigned you. Disobey, and you will learn the true meaning of my ruthlessness.

Jimin

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