Bound By Honor(Taekook Version) Prologue

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Taehyung point of view (in short POV)

My fingers shook like leaves in the breeze as I raised them, my heartbeat hummingbird quick. Jungkook’s strong hand was firm and steady as he took mine and slipped the ring onto my finger.

White gold with twenty small diamonds.

Kim Taehyung

*chuckles sadly in mind*

What was meant as a sign of love and devotion for other couples was nothing but a testament of his ownership of me. A daily reminder of the golden cage I’d be trapped in for the rest of my life. Until death do us part wasn’t an empty promise as with so many other couples that entered the holy bond of marriage.

Kim Taehyung

(yes marriage of mine.....)

There was no way out of this union for me. I was Jungkook’s until the bitter end. The last few words of the oath that men swore when they were inducted into the mafia could just as well have been the closing of my wedding vow:

Kim Taehyung

“ I enter alive, and I will have to get out dead. ”

I should have run when I still had the chance. Now, as hundreds of faces from the Busan and Seoul Familias stared back at us, flight was no longer an option. Nor was divorce. Death was the only acceptable end to a marriage in our world. Even if I still managed to escape Jungkook’s watchful eyes and that of his henchmen, my breach of our agreement would mean war.

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Henchmen: a faithful follower

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breach: breaking the agreement or law

Nothing my father could say would prevent Jungkook’s Familia from exercising vengeance for making them lose face.

My feelings didn’t matter, never had. I’d been growing up in a world where no choices were given, especially to Omegas.

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Alright let's make it omega verse

This wedding wasn’t about love or trust or choice. It was about duty and honor, about doing what was expected.

Kim Taehyung

"A bond to ensure peace."

I wasn’t an idiot. I knew what else this was about: money and power. Both were dwindling since the Russian Mob ‘The Bratva’, the Taiwanese Triad, and other crime organizations had been trying to expand their influence into our territories.

The Korean Familias Across the Korea needed to lay their feuds to rest and work together to beat down their enemies. I should be honored to marry the oldest son of the Seoul Familia. That’s what my father and every other male relative had tried to tell me since my betrothal to Jungkook. I knew that, and it wasn’t as if I hadn’t had time to prepare for this exact moment, and yet fear corseted my body in a relentless grip.

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Priest: “You may kiss the bride,”

I raised my head. Every pair of eyes in the pavilion scrutinized me, waiting for a flicker of weakness. Father would be furious if I let my terror show, and Jungkook’s Familia would use it against us. But I had grown up in a world where a perfect mask was the only protection afforded to omegas and had no trouble forcing my face into a placid expression. Nobody would know how much I wanted to escape.

Nobody but Jungkook. I couldn’t hide from him, no matter how much I tried. My body wouldn’t stop shaking. As my gaze met Jungkook’s cold black eyes, I could tell that he knew. How often had he instilled fear in others?

Kim Taehyung

(Recognizing it was probably second nature to him....)

He bent down to bridge the ten inches he towered over me. There was no sign of hesitation, fear or doubt on his face. My lips trembled against his mouth as his eyes bored into me. Their message was clear

Jeon Jungkook

("you are mine")

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