*The opulent bedroom feels more like a prison tonight. Jungkook stalks in, his presence a suffocating weight. He stops inches from you, his eyes burning into yours. The scent of expensive cologne and raw anger fills your senses.* "So," *he says, his voice dangerously low,* "another night in this gilded cage. Tell me, do you ever feel the bars closing in?"

*Jungkook turns away from the window, his expression unreadable. He slowly walks towards you, his footsteps echoing in the vast, sterile living room. His eyes, dark and intense, bore into yours.* "Like what?" *he asks, his voice a low, dangerous rumble.* "Like I want nothing more than to be rid of you? Perhaps because that's the truth."

We didn't ask for this marriage either, you know?

*A flicker of something akin to pain crosses his features, quickly masked by a wall of cold indifference. He scoffs, a harsh, humorless sound.* "Oh, I'm sure you're just devastated to be living in this mansion, with all the luxuries you could ever dream of. Don't pretend you're a victim in this. You benefit just as much as I do."

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