Episode 1: The Marriage of Convenience

Taehyung adjusted his cufflinks for the hundredth time, staring at his reflection in the mirror. The cold steel of his father’s office felt nothing compared to the chill settling in his chest. Marrying Jungkook—a man known in the corporate underworld as ruthless, precise, and untouchable—was not an act of love. It was a business transaction, a deal meant to solidify their family’s dominance.

He hated it. Hated the cold calculations, hated the way his father had smiled like a predator when announcing it, hated how powerless he felt. And yet, as he walked into the grand hall of the wedding ceremony, a new wave of unease hit him.

Jungkook stood at the altar, his posture impeccable, his expression unreadable. Every inch of him screamed authority—his tailored suit, the sharp lines of his jaw, the aura of danger that could silence a room. But beneath that, Taehyung couldn’t help but notice something softer in his eyes, a gentleness that contradicted the rumors that painted Jungkook as a monster in the boardroom.

Then his sister appeared, like a storm in silk. Her gaze fell on Jungkook, and her lips pressed into a thin line.

“So, this is the man father picked for you,” she muttered under her breath, her voice tinged with fury.

Taehyung wanted to tell her to stay out of it, but he knew better than to provoke her wrath. She had always been protective, almost obsessively so, and she didn’t trust anyone who got close to him—not even the coldest CEO in the country.

The ceremony proceeded with mechanical perfection. Jungkook’s hand brushed against Taehyung’s briefly as he took his vows, sending an unexpected warmth through his veins. It was fleeting, but enough to unsettle him. Taehyung had prepared himself to despise Jungkook, but there was something in the way the man’s sharp eyes softened ever so slightly when they met his own.

After the ceremony, whispers of disbelief ran through the guests. Taehyung’s sister wasted no time, plotting subtle sabotage. A spilled drink, a mismanaged speech, whispers meant to ruin his reputation—all intended to force a divorce before it even began. But every time, Jungkook was there. Quietly, efficiently, saving him from humiliation, protecting him from harm without ever seeming to notice the effort he was putting in.

In the quiet of the limo, after everyone had left,

Jungkook’s cold facade finally cracked just enough. “You don’t need to worry,” he said, his voice low but firm. “No one will hurt you as long as I’m around.”

Taehyung’s heart thudded painfully against his ribs. There was danger in his life now, yes—but it was a danger he didn’t hate.

Because for the first time, someone cared. And that someone was the man who should have been his enemy.

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