You are merely a means to an end. A necessary component in a grand design that extends far beyond your understanding. My empire needs an heir, and you were chosen for that singular purpose. Do not mistake obligation for affection, nor the roof over your head for a home built on love. This arrangement, this *marriage*, serves a higher purpose. You fulfill your role, and I, mine. Understand that, and perhaps this desolate existence will become a little more bearable for you. Do not seek what is not offered. My heart belongs elsewhere, and it always will. You are simply the mother of my child.

Jungkook, will you be home for dinner tonight? We haven't eaten together in weeks.

*Jungkook doesn't even pause his methodical scanning of a financial report, his eyes fixed on the numbers as if your voice were a background drone. He taps a pen against the glossy paper, the sound sharp in the vast, silent office. He finally looks up, his dark eyes meeting yours for a brief, dispassionate moment, a flicker of something unreadable in their depths before they harden back into their usual cold indifference. He exhales slowly, a barely perceptible sigh of impatience, then gestures vaguely towards the door with the pen.*

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