Y/N'S P.O.V.

My ears perked up as I heard a few knocks on the door, while my heart jumped inside my ribcage as the heartbeat was running in a race. I acknowledged that someone has come to take me down. I was standing beside the bed while my hands were making a fist out of them out of nervousness and they were sweating uncontrollably.

I gulped down as I started ambling towards the door.

Clicking the door open, I discerned Mrs. Lucy on her feets with a mild smile on her face as usual. She stated, "Mr. Lee, I am here to help you get ready."

I bit my lower lip out of anxiety and agitation while my breathing wasn't stable but I tried my best to breath properly. I opened the door for her, giving her way inside the room as she stood beside the dress in display as I closed the door behind.

I heard her as she asked, "Which one did you choose?" I again gazed at the dresses, I haven't selected one yet. I looked at Mrs. Lucy and back at the dresses. My hands were clutching onto each other. I took a deep breath as I directed my finger onto the one which was simple yet elegant.

I just had to choose one dress for the forced wedding but I am doing this because of my father's last promise.

Mrs. Lucy said, "Oh, wow. It's really aesthetic and heavenly." I gazed at her face, the happiness can be seen as her lips were curving upwards forming a huge smile on her countenance as the crimps were telling it all which were formed beside her eyes.

Taking off the dress off the mannequin, she handed it over to me to change.I ambled to the walking closet, holding the gown as I slid the door close.

Slipping off the cherry frock. I donned myself in the wedding gown with my shivering hands which were sweltering uncontrollably. Trying to reach the zipper at the back, I stretched my hand to get a hold of the zipper but it was inaccessible.

I moved my hand to the other way to reach it but it was fruitless. The zipper ceasing in the middle of my back was making it abortive for me to reach it.

A muffled but lusty voice approached my ear which I recognized was from Mrs. Lucy, "Ms. Lee, Do you need any help?" I looked afore myself in the mirror and took a few seconds before asking her for help, "Yes." My voice came a bit loud so that she could hear me.

I saw her frame entering inside the closet as she had her head hung low before she looked up at me through the mirror and then gazed at the zipper at my back.

Without me saying anything she understood why I called her for help. She walked behind me before holding the zipper and sliding it up until the end.

Retreating herself back, she gazed at my frame in the mirror as her eyes were sparkling out with happiness before she complimented me, "You are looking divine."

I looked at myself in the mirror but my teary eyes caught my attention. I just wanted to cry my heart out but there weren't any tears left to cry. I was tired.

I closed my eyes for a while before I heard Mrs. Lucy say, "Let me do your hair." She smiled mildly. Gesturing me to take a seat on the pouf so that she could do my hair.

Unwillingly, I took a seat as she elegantly combed my tresses, sliding them at my back to tangle my entangled tresses reaching my shoulders.

My mind was building up the scenarios of me with my mother who was getting me ready for my wedding. She was combing my tresses just like a mother would do to her 5 years old daughter.

My mother would have done the same if she was here. I couldn't take control of my tears anymore as a tear escaped my eyes gushing down my cheeks. I felt a hot sensation on my cheeks as she looked at me in the mirror before her eyes widened and halted her movements.

She panicked and asked, "Omo! Is something wrong, Ms. Lee? Did I hurt you?" Referring to the comb she was sliding through my tresses.

I wiped off my teardrop instantly before looking away and shaking my head as a no, "No, I am fine."

I took a few deep breaths as she resumed combing my tresses back.

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Jungkook was deposited on the couch in the lounge as Namjoon was sitting adjacent to him.

"Did you get the files?" Jungkook questioned Namjoon as Namjoon nodded before showing Jungkook the tablet, "The stocks of our company have decreased after Mr. Lee's death."

Jungkook checked the stocks of the company in which he and Mr. Lee were partners. Mostly Mr. Lee would take care of the company as Jungkook handled the Mafia stuff but now Mr. Lee has gone so he had to look after the company also.

Watching the stocks of the company fall down rapidly, he was trying to map out the situation. He can't let the situation get out of his hand like this and also Mr. Lee's hard work over the last thirty years. Namjoon scrutinized the change in Jungkook's countenance as Jungkook had his lips partly opened, protruding his inner cheeks with his tongue as he sucked in his teeth.

Namjoon straightened his back knowing Jungkook has found a solution to this quandary to attentively listen to what Jungkook was about to say, "Organize our reception tomorrow."

Namjoon's eyes enlarged after hearing Jungkook, it was really difficult to organize a party within a day but Jungkook continued, "Invite all the businessmen along with their partners. I will announce Y/n as my spouse and daughter of Mr. Lee."

Namjoon started off, "But Jungkook-" Jungkook interrupted in between saying, "I haven't completed." Namjoon licked his lips before inhaling and exhaling with his mouth as Jungkook set a seal on the most important thing about tomorrow, "I am naming the company after her."

Namjoon gazed at Jungkook as he blinked once, "Are you sure?" Jungkook nodded before raising his feet as Namjoon followed him.

"The Lee's cooperation belonged to Mr. Lee. He was the one who had started this company from zero and now it is counted in the list of top companies in South Korea and internationally. Y/N has her authentic privilege in this company and I am just giving it to the one who deserves it." Jungkook stated as Namjoon nodded.

"I will devise the reception for tomorrow." Namjoon stated. Jungkook, as well as Namjoon, heard footsteps approaching them as their head twitched in the direction of the foyer where the bodyguard was leading the lawyer inside as the lawyer held a black file containing papers of the marriage.

"Call Y/N." Jungkook said as Namjoon nodded before sauntering upstairs towards your room.

Lawyer forwarded the papers to Jungkook, "Here are the marriage papers, Mr. Jeon." Jungkook got a hold onto the black file and he got comfortable on the couch. Jungkook read out each and every word printed on the papers, carefully.

Meanwhile, You ambled out of the closet with Mrs. Lucy following you as just then there was a knock on the door. Mrs. Lucy scurried to the door as she opened and you both discerned Namjoon's physique on the portal of the door.

"Lawyer is here." He declared, while you were fiddling with your fingers while Mrs. Lucy and Namjoon took a glance at your state. They could sense your anxious frame but none of them could do anything.

Mrs. Lucy nodded, looking at Namjoon as he blinked his eyes with a little nod indicating Jungkook was waiting as he made his way back downstairs.

Mrs. Lucy turned back to you, "Ms. Lee, It's time to go." You instantly looked up at her as you gulped down in unease.

"Shall we go?" Mrs. Lucy asked as you unwillingly nodded and stepped out of the room. Mrs. Lucy followed you. Stepping down the stairs, your footstep's voice approached Jungkook's eardrum as his head twitched back in desire to see you.

The cream coloured silken material swathed your frame with pearls embedded on the surface of the gown, bedecking the neck of your gown and the material covering your chest ceasing on your waist. The fabric was following your steps downstairs and unconditionally Jungkook raised his feet after handling the file back to the lawyer. Jungkook turned around to take the enhancing look of your appearance.

Taking steps towards you, he couldn't take his eyes off you, traveling his eyes all over your dress again which halted at your visage while your short tresses fell onto your left cheek hindering it with the shadow.

Tucking your tresses behind your ear you laid your eyes afore yourself as you discerned Jungkook already gazing at you, standing near the last balustrade supporting the handrail.

Your inky eyes got locked with his choco orbs straight gazing down at your soul while you stepped down closer to him. His eyes were enchanting you, bewitching your soul for the jiff as you just wanted yourself to be summoned nigh him.

Jungkook's seductive orbs were doing something to you so as your black ones, he was drowning deep down into them and wanted to cast around the seabed of your drowning eyes. He just wanted to cure each and every pain you were going through and the wounds that he has caused which hurted you extensively deep inside your heart.

How he wanted to suck in your pain and give you every happiness you deserve. For you he was the villain of your story who would destroy the whole world just to save you, not the hero who can kill you to save the world.

The hold on your gown loosened as the gown you were holding to step down the stairs left your palm while the fabric of the gown got stuck in your feet making you stumble on the last step of the stair. You tripped over the fringe of the stair, towards Jungkook as he stepped in front of you, pronto.

Encircling his right arm around you while your hands clutched onto the fabric suit jacket covering his chest.

You opened your clenched shut eyes once you felt yourself balanced as you moved your head up, your eyes gazed at Jungkook's while you blinked once, staring into each other's eyes. Mrs. Lucy halted her panicked form as she watched you two, while Namjoon looked away as he talked something with the lawyer.

"Be careful with your steps. One wrong step can lead you down." Jungkook whispered coming out of his stupor gazing at your orbs.