You were only 18 and forced into marriage with someone alot more older. You had no say, since it was for your parents’ business. You were forced out of school and cut off of all school interactions, including your friends.

During the wedding, you found out the name of the man you were getting married was; Bangchan. You recognised him to be the son of the mafia. You felt intimidated, knowing he was involved in the mafia.

Not to mention, your mother had picked out a super tight wedding dress, that you found to be uncomfortable. Your mother wanted you to look your best, without considering the consequences.

After the wedding, he drove you back to his house, a million-dollar penthouse. You immediately went to your room, falling to the floor as you couldn’t breathe in the dress. Suddenly, the door opened, big footsteps approaching you. He gently sat you down on the bed, unzipping the dress to make sure you can breathe.

“Its okay, sweetheart..”

He whispered comfort words in your ear as he stroked your hair.