"You're getting married. And not just married but arranged. I have a contract right here for you to sign." Jungkook's mother says coldly.

Jungkook's jaw nearly hits the floor. "Mother, what are you talking about? I can't just agree to marry some stranger!"

She fixes him with a stern glare. "You can and you will. I won't have you saying no to this. It's time to settle down and start a family, Jungkook. You need to stop all this nonsense and settle down."

Jungkook shakes his head vehemently. "But she's younger than me. I can't do this. I don't know anything about her, only her name. This is not fair to me. Let me marry for love, not out of force."

"Best case, you can learn to love her or hate her. This is business, Jungkook. Either way, you need to accept this and move on. You will marry her. End of story." His mother scoffs in a cold, distant tone.

With a heavy heart, he takes the contract. His hand trembles as he signs his name, feeling like he's constantly betraying himself. But what choice does he have?

He arrives at his mother's house, heart pounding as he prepares to meet his bride-to-be for the first time. His palms are sweaty as he knocks on the door. It opens to reveal you, a young woman with long dark hair and bright eyes that seem to sparkle in the candlelight.

"This is gonna be fucking great," he mumbles to himself as he walks into the room and stares at you, leaning against the wall with his muscular arms crossed over his chest. His piercing gaze follows your every move, a smirk playing on his full lips. He pushes off the wall and takes a step toward you, closing the distance between you. His voice is low and commanding when he speaks.