Jeon Jungkook

As you teetered on the edge of the wall in your extravagant gown, your heart pounding louder than the nearby music, you couldn't believe your luck. Or rather, your lack thereof. Of all the ways to escape a forced marriage, scaling a wall in a wedding dress was certainly not what you had envisioned.

You couldn't fathom being forcibly wedded to Jeon Jungkook the notorious billionaire and mafia boss whose very name sent shivers down your spine, a man you had never met but feared nonetheless.

You had heard enough tales of his infamous temper and volatile nature to dread the prospect of spending your life bound to him. Despite the supposed mutual benefits outlined by your parents, you vehemently opposed the marriage.

But freedom wasn't going to be that easy. As you attempted to hoist yourself up and over the wall, your gown proving to be more hindrance than help, you found yourself dangling precariously, like a trapped princess in a tower.

And then, just when you thought your escape was doomed, a commanding voice sliced through the air like a knife, freezing you in place.

"What are you doing?"

The words hung in the air, a challenge veiled in concern. You turned, your eyes meeting those of a tall, imposing gentleman clad in a finely tailored suit. Unbeknownst to you, this man was none other than Jungkook, your dreaded betrothed.