The next evening Y/n was sitting at the dining table by herself, she had not seen Jungkook since last night. Even though she didn't want to eat, he had laid strict instructions for her to not miss any meals. Lost in thoughts about their last encounter, she kept wondering, why did he get so upset on listening to her words?... Wasn't she right? he can just use her and let her go... it will be obviously wrong but at least she will be free from his clutches.. she won't have to spend every day in fear. He can be with a new girl everyday, why does she have to be in his life? It didn't make any sense....

She was swirling her spoon into the soup bowl when Mr Jeon walked in... He pulled the chair and sat down making Y/n snap out of her thoughts. She smiled a little at him out of courtesy. "Y/n I know all this is very strange for you, no one in our family has done this before. Jungkook has never been the soft, emotional type, he just knows about getting his way. Ever since we lost his mom.. he just kept bottling up his emotions, he put on a mask for the world and after 20 years, now even he doesn't know what he truly feels", he took a deep breath before continuing. "But I will never force you to marry him if you don't want to, I know he is not easy to handle"..

Y/n was listening to him carefully and was about to say something but stopped when Jungkook walked in.
"Where were you?" his dad asked.
"Busy with some stuff", he said in a monotone. Taking the chair between his father and her, Jungkook sat down. There was awkward tension between them as they were sitting in a close proximity!! Even though he didn't say anything to her or even look at her, his dominating aura was enough to intimidate Y/n and her heartbeat elevated, making her feel uncomfortable.

"I am finished" she said wiping her face wanting to get away from him as soon as possible. "Are you sure you're done Y/n? I can bring the food to your room, if you don't want to eat here", he turned his head towards her and smirked with pure evilness in his eyes reminding her of the first day she was here..

Saying this his hand slowly went under the table and his fingers tiptoed towards the inner side of her thigh and he pinched her soft skin... She squeezed her eyes and grimaced lowering her head due to the sharp pain. She tried to shove his fingers away but his hand was very heavy and it barely moved....

He finally let go but his hand remained firm on the place as he rubbed the area with his thumb! Signalling her to finish the meal he made sure she had every bit of it.

She had thought maybe his dad's visit would help to keep him away but how wrong was she!......

After a while, Mr Jeon got up finishing up his dinner, "I will see you both in the morning"..

It was only them left on the table now and Y/n thought of leaving as well before he could do anything else. She was about to get up when he grabbed her wrist.

"I want to talk to you"

"I don't want to talk to you about anything", she hissed rubbing her thigh...

"Are my hands that rough?", his lips curved into a wicked smile.

"I didn't even touch you properly and you are already crying", he teased her as she looked away in annoyance...

"Okay, let me see the bruise", he pulled her chair out and turned it towards him..

"No, I'm fine", she looked at him...

But without paying any heed to her, Jungkook lifted her dress a little and moved his face closer to her thigh...

"What are you doing?"

Y/n tried to get up when he pinned her knees with his hands..

"Damage control", he whispered and licked the big blue bruise on her thigh...

Y/n shivered at his touch as goosebumps spread across her body...

"No.. stop", she urged him taking deep breaths...

He captured the bruise between his lips and twirled his tongue over it kissing it gently...

A little moan left her lips....

"It's fine now, leave it, please"..

"When it looks fine to me.. that is when I will stop"
Jungkook continued with same passion unbothered by Y/n's disapproval..!

She finally let out a long shaky breath when he finished fiddling with her soft skin..

"I assume you are aware by now... We are getting married in 2 weeks!" he held her wrist and got up facing her...

"I said I don-..." her words were cut mid sentence...

"I did not ask, I informed youuu", he asserted...

Pulling her closer he locked his arms behind her back when she tried to squirm out of his hold... ...

"Try now", he tightened his grip and gave her a dark glare..

"Marriages happen with love, not with force."

"Force is the only way my world works baby girl.. I am your life now... it's only you and me, for better or for worse.. accept it or not I don't care" he smirked.

"You TRAPPED me into coming here!!!!", she said in frustration.

"You are the only one who would resist me, any other girl in your place would kill to be my wife." he scoffed in amusement...

"Maybe, they don't know what you really are.. like I do" she snapped back at him...

"Trust me, you don't know the real Jungkook Y/n, and just pray that you never get to see that side of me... because you won't be able to bear it." gave her a warning look.

"I wonder what more damage you can do than destroying someone mentally and emotionally", her voice cracked.

"Only you have dared to talk so much in front of me, anyone else in your place would have been hanging in my torture chamber by now", his hand went up to her hair and he grabbed it roughly......

"And it's not because you are special or brave, it is because I let you do it.... I am keeping a track of all the times you defied me or argued with me, for the day I will fuck you. Fuck you so hard that you will scream and beg me to stop. AND I WILL NOT...."

His face was enough to reflect the devil inside his body....

A shiver ran down her spine at his words..

"Now... the next thing you will do is tell my dad that you agree to this marriage like a good girl" he patted her cheek and walked towards his room...