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“Rose darling, are you ready for the proposal we talked about few days back? ” her father was sitting across her on the couch in her parent's room.
She recalled their previous talk about the contract.
“I can't understand one thing Dad , what's our gain in this contract? ” her question was too valid.
“Because... I know we won't do something that will not benefit us, right Dad? ” her eyebrow arched upward, her dad dropped his cup of drink on the side table with a click.
“Of course Princess, after this contract marriage both of the companies will have huge benefits.... Stocks will increase insanely, alot of new people will visit and like to collaborate with us, ” imaginaging the future success has always been a great dream. It really feels good to imagine good days, isn't?
“I don't want to marry – specially not to Him. I can myself take this company to another level , Dad. I'm the sole incharge of it... So it's all upto me, if I want to tie knots with him or not, ” she said as it was the matter of fact.
Her dad chuckled at her response.
“ I hope you still remember that you can't have full authority over the company till you get married for at least 6 months, ” Rose's eyebrows dipped into a deep furrow, reflecting confusion.
“What do you mean by full authority?” she was oblivious, it was written all over her face.
“You forgot? ” her dad looked amused, blinking his eyes.
“Grant me some explanation please, ” he sighed before beginning again.
“Maison de Rose, it's still completely not under your name... You're a main person of it not the main character, honey, ” he stood from his seat, going towards his drawers before slightly bending down and pulling out one of the drawer.
“Remember.... Three years back when you started this all? You signed a contract with me to let me have half of the control over the company, ” memories started to click in her mind.
She herself made this mistake.
She herself dug her own grave.
“ Why Her Mom!? ” jungkook's frustrated voice echoed in the empty living room. He was sitting there alone with his mother.
“Why not Her? ” his mom raised an eyebrow at him.
“She is so annoying! I hate her, ” her eyes soften a little, a sighed escaped her lips.
“Son.... It was your late grandfather's wish, ” jungkook squinted his eyes.
“Bullshit, ” his expressions turned scornful.
“He is not here to see if we completed it or not, ” an eyeroll followed behind his taunt.
“Behave jungkook! ” his mother's eyes widened slightly. When he became like this?
“This is what I've been doing since years, Mom..... Dad sent you there to manipulate me, didn't he? ” his mother can't speak anything anymore because she know – What's the use? He is just like his father.
Stubborn.
“You will marry Rosetta, and that's final jungkook ! We are not going to discuss this anymore, ” she got up from her seat, going towards her room. Putting an end to the discussion between them.
A week passed in a blur of activities.
Wedding arrangements were all over the mansions of both Kims and Jeons.
Whilst the parents were busy with arrangements. Both Rose and Jungkook were caught up in the chaos of their upcoming collaboration.
Their hectic schedule didn't spare them the time to even think about the knots they were going to tie with eachother.
According to them, it should be just two people signing a marriage contract like a business deal, nothing more. But their parents, definitely had different plans. They want them to have a legal marriage.
Legal marriage? Was not it supposed to be contract marriage? Just two signs at the opposite poles of paper and that's it !
No, it was not that easy. So, now as per their parent's suggestion or more like order. They have to get legally married, why?
Because , they are most reputed families of South Korea.
Bullshit !
They can't let the world know about these things – what will people think, if they got to know about this matter!?
That's what they said on their objection.
So now, here they are standing infront of eachother. Ready to take meaningless vows with each other. Ready for empty promises. Not like they were held at gun points for this – well partially.
Both of them had their mutual benefits through this arrangement.
Rose will be getting her company under her name while Jungkook's new company will get popularity through it.
Not like he was not capable of doing this alone. But what's the lose if his stocks are doubled after this marriage.
Cameras flashed, capturing every single moment from their wedding. They will be the hottest headline – and they knew it.
“Do you , Jeon Jungkook take Kim Rose as your lawfully wedded wife? ” priest's voice echoed in both of their ears as the main event started.
Both of them were holding each other's hands, showcasing themselves as the perfect couple for the world. Jungkook heaved a sigh, before painfully squeezing her hands in his palms – like it was his way to show resistance. His eyes never leaving hers as he spoke fearlessly.
“ I Do ”
“Do you, Kim Rose take Jeon Jungkook as your lawfully wedded husband? ” She glared at him , her nails digging in his palm, more stronger than he squeezed her hand. He hissed slightly as her nails pierced his skin, blood droplets started to trickle out of his palm, slightly staining her hand with his.
“ I Do ”
“ Please repeat your vows, ” jungkook started to repeat his vows first, holding her hand tightly.
“I, Jeon Jungkook take Kim Rose as my lawfully wedded wife. I vow to stand by her side through thick and thin. Respect her , value her and provide love throughout our lives, ” he repeated those “meaningless vows” said by the priest.
After he was done, rose started to do the same.
“I, Kim Rose take Jeon Jungkook as my lawfully wedded husband. I vow to stand by his side through thick and thin. Respect him, value him and provide love throughout our lives, ” her voice appeared to be more monotonous than she intended.
Guess what? She hates him more than anything in this world.
They said , opposite attracts each other. But they were not even opposite.
They are same.... And same things always repels !
And that's what they have been doing since they remember.
But.... against all odds, here they are.... getting married even after everything, after every chaos they have created or will create together, they still belong to eachother... And nobody can deny it !
The vows were done. Here comes the beautiful part for happily married couples like others and worst part for crazy couples like them.
“The Groom may kiss the Bride and seal their wedding, ” the intense competition between their eyes was still going on, both of them refused to back off.
Kim Rose was wholly dipped in her own brand, Maison de Rose and the famous jewelry brand Tiffany. The white wedding gown was nothing more than a fantasy everyone wants to live in.
It was touching the ground, the frills around her dress were adding surreal beauty to the gown. Her hairs were tied in a stylish messy bun with a little crown on them. The jewelry was just like a chef's kiss, delicate and equally matching her charm.
Jeon Jungkook, himself was dressed in black Celine tuxedo, his hairs neatly styled back leaving his exposed forehead to take breath out of the young women.
His Rolex watch and designer shoes complimented his athletic appearance.
He leaned over her face, looming just above her lips. She stood still, the eye contact was still there. And then leaning a little more, he whispered in her ear.
“Welcome to the prison , little vixen, ” his venomous voice reached her ears like a secret whisper meant only for her to hear.
“Devils can't be caged , Mr. Expired Romeo, ” her comeback replies always result him to end up frustrated. And in the end....only one thing run in his mind....she can never shut up, can she?
From the angle it looked like, he was kissing her cheek.
Claps echoed in the hall, cameras flashed, capturing their not so sweet kissing moment – only if they know what was actually happening between them.
They backed away from each other, straightening their postures. Sweet fake smiles were plastered on their faces with expressionless eyes.
After the event, as guests left the venue, both groom and bride took off to their next destination – Jeon Mansion.
They were supposed to live in official Jeon mansion, with Jungkook's family. No, there will be no separate apartment or anything for them. This decision bought another disaster for them – wasn't living under same roof enough, that now they have to live in same room as well !?
Ride to Jeon mansion was as hushed as the night's sky. It was like as if two mute people were sitting with each other and trying to understand other one without uttering even a word.
They were alone in the car. Only the sound of running engine and the crushing of leaves could be heard as the car ran over the silent road.
To kill the silence as well as the time, rose extended her hand and hitted the music player to turn on some loud music. But as fast as the sound played it was turned off as well. Jungkook hitted the pause button as the loud noise reached his ears. It was irritating and he hates playing music during drive.
“What are you doing ! ” Rose exasperated.
“You got eyes, right? ...... So use them !” jungkook replied, trying his best to maintain his calm, his eyes were still on the road.
“You can't do that. I want to listen to some music ! ” she protested.
“I Can, it's my car. I paid for it, I can do whatever I want with it, ” she can't do anything against him right now, right? Afterall it's only them in this as silent as graveyard type of route.
“But this silence is killing me! ”
“Then die! ” he roared as he stopped the car with a jerk.
Both glared at eachother.
“ If I die, I'll take you with me as well, Mr. Four way flirt ! ” she gritted her teeth.
“Oh ! You can't even die without me? How lovely, ” he sarcastically said while faking a smile.
“Don't flatter yourself too much, ” she barked with a disgusting face.
“Keep silence now or else you will be abandoned in this creepy road, ” he started the engine again, rolling the steering wheel.
Oh! How hot he looks while doing that.
Their welcome in Jeon Mansion was top notch. Red rose petals were scattered , making a way for them to walk on, Rose's heels hovered over the petal path, although jungkook took the other way.
“I don't like rose petals scattered like this, you all know that, don't you? ” he glared at the servents and then at his parents.
“You should have used some other flower, ” muttering lowly, he made his way to the staircase, ready to go to his room until his mother's peaceful voice ringed from behind.
“Where you think you're going, Jungkook? ”
“To my room? I thought it was obvious since I'm climbing the stairs, ” he shrugged with an eye roll.
“Take Rosetta with you as well, ” he stood still, disbelief visible in his eyes.
“Come on , Help her ! ” rolling his eyes once more, he descended the stairs, his teeth clenched looking at Rose's little smirk.
“If you don't mind... Should we go Miss? ” his fake smile didn't weaver.
“Sure, Mr. Jeon. ”
He carried her dress from behind, giving a helping hand to his newly weded wife like a gentleman he is not.
Once they entered their now shared bedroom, he quickly dropped her dress, which he was holding from behind all the time.
Bumping his shoulder with hers, he brushed past her, leaving his scent behind.
The room was vacant enough to live comfortably. It was adorned with beautiful furniture. Richness dripping from its every corner. Walls were decorated with beautiful paintings – crafted with precision – showcasing the love and affection creater has poured into them.
The walls were painted in grey hue.
“Perfectly matching with jungkook's character, ” her eyes rolled back sarcastically as the thought crossed her mind.
Her clothes were already settled in the wide closet. Everything was on its place.
When jungkook exited the bathroom, she was already on the bed , trying to get comfortable.
“What this girl is trying to do now!?” he stood still, his eyebrows furrowed.
She had already removed her everything.
Of course she was wearing her night dress.
She was arranging pile of pillows in the middle of bed, creating a border.
He stepped forward, going towards the bed.
“What are– ” before he could complete his sentence, she abruptly cutted him.
“ That side is yours and this one is mine.... You won't come to my side and I will never cross this border, ” she explained.
“What made you think that I will sleep on the same bed as you? ” his eyes pierced into her soul.
“Take the floor or couch then, for all I care! ” she turned her back to him, switching off the lamp of her side.
Of course she know , he won't sleep on couch or floor. This big ass man can't fit on that couch.
He stood there for a while, gritting his teeth before she felt the mattress sinking slightly from the other side.
He turned off his side lamp, plugging the room into darkness.
They slept with a border line between them and with mind too occupied by the thoughts of what life will bring next to them now.
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