The wedding was set. A grand affair arranged between two powerful families, a decision made without your input. You were the perfect daughter—obedient, soft-spoken, untouched.
And now, you were promised to Jeon Jungkook, a man with a reputation that made your skin flush with a mixture of curiosity and defiance.
You weren’t supposed to want this. You weren’t supposed to crave the touch of a man like him.
But tonight, as he stood before you in your shared bedroom, shirt unbuttoned just enough to reveal toned abs and the ink curling over his skin, you felt something awaken inside you.
The bedroom was dimly lit by the flickering glow of candlelight, casting soft, golden shadows over the silk sheets.
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