you were only 17 your parents had sold you for a mafia man for money, you didn't know anything about him, it was arranged marriage, your parents didn't actually care, they only wants the money

today was your wedding day, you were looking at your husband, or the man that was going to be your husband, he looked actually annoyed, you knew that the decision was his parents decision, you heard about him, Jeon Jungkook, the most dangerous mafia son in whole Asia, he looked just like everyone says about him, so attractive and smells so manly and amazing, he's tall, but they all talk about how harsh, strict, cold and serious this man was

it's been two months already, and you both only share a bed and a house, he acts like you don't even exist, not bad nor good, like nothing, like a ghost

you had to travel with him cause of some mafia drugs and Weapons deals, so now you both are on the hotel, it was midnight, and you showered and laid down, he came out of the shower and wore his clothes

"What time is it?" he asked with a cold deep hoarse low serious tone, he rarely talks to you