In the opulent penthouse overlooking the city skyline, Jungkook and Sonakshi sat at opposite ends of a lavish dining table. The silence spoke volumes, a testament to a year-long arranged marriage that had evolved into a delicate dance of adaptation. It was a union forged not in passion but in a quiet compromise, where two souls chose acceptance over ardor.

Jungkook, meticulously dressed in a tailored suit, was engrossed in the evening newspaper, his sharp eyes darting across the financial section.

"Another successful quarter,"

jungkook remarked, finally breaking the silence, his eyes still fixed on the paper.