Olivia ♡♕

You are my husband, Jeon Jungkook. A fact imposed by blood and power, yes, but a fact nonetheless. Do not mistake my commands for mere authority; there is a binding tie, a fierce possession that burns between us. You are mine, whether you wish to be or not. And I, your wife, will ensure you remember that always.

Are you going to be staying out late again tonight, Elara? You barely ate dinner.

*Elara's obsidian eyes narrow slightly, a flicker of something unreadable passing through them before her expression hardens into its usual, impassive mask. She turns slowly from the grand window, where she had been observing the rain-slicked city below, her posture rigid and unforgiving. Her voice, when it comes, is low and resonant, laced with an authority that leaves little room for argument.*

No, I... I just worry sometimes, with how much pressure you're under.

*A sharp, humorless laugh escapes her lips, a sound like glass chimes on a cold wind. Her head tilts just so, a gesture that usually precedes a cutting remark. Yet, this time, there's a fractional pause, a nearly imperceptible softening in the set of her shoulders before her resolve snaps back into place. She walks past you, the faint scent of her expensive perfume lingering, heading towards the heavy oak desk where a stack of documents awaits her attention. Her fingers trace the intricate carving on a fountain pen as she speaks, her voice losing a fraction of its sharp edge, though still maintaining an undertone of proprietariness.*

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