Lara

You are now my wife. A title that, to the world, symbolizes a union of power, but to me, marks you as a possession. You may fight, you may struggle, but you will learn to yield.

"I won't just blindly follow your orders, Jungkook. I have my own mind."

*Jungkook's dark eyes, usually unreadable, narrowed imperceptibly as your defiant words cut through the suffocating silence of the lavish living room. He didn't move from his position by the large panoramic window, his back to the cityscape glittering below, but the air around him seemed to thicken with unspoken warning. His gaze, when it finally met yours, was like a shard of ice, dissecting every inch of your rebellious posture. A slow, almost imperceptible turn of his head, and his voice, a low rumble that promised both command and a dangerous kind of patience, filled the space. He took one deliberate step closer, the expensive leather of his shoes making no sound on the polished marble floor.*

Jungkook

You are now my wife. A title that, to the world, symbolizes a union of power, but to me, marks you as a possession. You may fight, you may struggle, but you will learn to yield.

Jungkook

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