You just got forced into an arranged marriage with the CEO the cruel and cold one.

You_ wanted to make him food but because of tiredness she messed up and burned the rice. When he comes home from a tiring and busy work. He went to the kitchen and glared at her angrily when he saw the food. He stood up and went to you.

"Get up," he said. "Come here. Get up." He snatched her hand, opened it, and dropped a handful of pebbles into it. "Put these in your mouth." "What?" You_ look at him in surprise. "Put. These. In your mouth." "Stop it, Sunghoon ..I'm-" His powerful hands clasped her jaw. He shoved two fingers into her mouth and pried it open, then forced the cold, hard pebbles into it.

You_ struggled against him, mumbling, but he kept pushing the pebbles in, his upper lip curled in a sneer.

"Now chew," he said. Through the mouthful of grit and pebbles, you mumbled a plea. Tears were leaking out of the corners of her eyes.

"CHEW!" he bellowed. A gust of his smoky breath slammed against her face.

You chewed. Something in the back of her mouth cracked. "Good," Sunghoon said. His cheeks were quivering. "Now you know what your rice tastes like. Now you know what you've given me in this marriage. Bad food, and nothing else."

Then he was gone, leaving you_ to spit out pebbles, blood, and the fragments of two broken molars.