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*One Week Later*

Jisoo is standing in front of her in-laws, feeling very nervous. Ciara is giving her a cold glare while Yongjoon looks at her in dismay. Mawon is the only one who is beaming at her and it felt a little encouraging.

She is wearing a gorgeous white gown with thousands of tiny diamonds stitched on it. The gems on the helm made the dress heavier and bogged down her shoulders. Jisoo has been wearing it for the whole day and her shoulders are aching but she did not complain. 

Even though Jisoo had chosen a simple wedding gown, Sungki preferred this one over hers.

"You\'ll look like a princess in this," he had said when he bought this dress for her. Jisoo did not refuse but graciously accepted his gift.

That morning, they had finally registered their marriage in the Cho mansion.. Sungki is standing next to her, feeling very happy. He is unaware of Jisoo\'s fears as she stays meekly at her spot.

"Welcome to our household!" Mawon exclaims and gives her a warm hug. "Ciara and Youngjoon are very pleased to welcome you as well."

They look anything but welcoming, Jisoon thinks. Her new in-laws are furious to see her and their expressions reveal it all. She knows that they want someone richer and even better for their son. To them, she is a poor orphan who has n social standing and in a way, they are right. Sungki really is way out of her league and it is only sheer luck that she is now married to him.

I will have to make the best of this, she decides.

"You two muc be very tired," Mawon says. "I have an important meeting now so I\'ll have to leave. The servants will show you to your room."

A maid appears and escorts Jisoo to her new room. She is very scared now. Jisoo is not ready for such a huge responsibility and she did not have a talk about this with Sungki. The thought of their wedding night is scaring her because she has no idea what to do or expect in their marriage bed. Her heart is still trying to process the change and everything is still too surreal for her.

But she is thinking of having a talk with him that night. I\'ll have to tell him to hold off the consummation for a while, she thinks with a blush. 

She freezes when she sees something moving behind a wall. Jisoo peers at the spot to find a child of around 7 or 8 years old staring at her. The girl had the same grey eyes as her brother and was quite cute with her twin pigtails.

Is that Baekha? Jisoo wonders. Sungki mentioned his sister once but Jisoo never met her.

"Baekha-" she calls but the little girl turns around and runs away.

Strange, she thinks. Maybe she\'s not used to strangers. 

"Your room, madam," the maid announces and leaves. Jisoo is nervous as she enters the bedroom.

There is no decoration nor any flowers to welcome her. The room feels cold and unusually lonely. Sungki\'s pictures are plastered on the wall. His handsome face is nice to see everyday but the thought of seeing these pictures watching them as they slept is also a very creepy notion.

Jisoo slowly changes out of the heavy dress and changes into a simple lilac dress which the Cho\'s have bought for her. She takes off her makeup and washes her face while waiting for Sungki. 

Finally, he enters the room and closes the door. Jisoo stands up to welcome him but he holds her tight.

"You looked so breathtaking in the wedding dress I chose for you," he boasts. "I couldn\'t wait to get you out of it…"

"Um...Sungki," she began, nervously wiggling out of his arms. "I was wondering if we can...er...wait for a while before we consummate?"

She is so nervous that she did not notice the change in his expression. 

"I just want to wait for a while," she went on. "Get to know each other. I think that\'ll really help us-"

SLAP!

Jisoo fell backwards on the bed by the sheer force of the slap. She is stunned and too confused to say anything. Did he...did he just slap me?"

Before she can react, his hand grabs her long hair and pulls her close to him. Her heart pounds in fear as she faces him. His handsome face is smiling but not in happiness. It is an obsessive smile which is scaring her. He is gleaming at her with his grey eyes, as if eyeing a prey.

"Wait?" he whispers in a cold tone. "For what? We are married now. You are my wife and I can do whatever I want with you."

Jisoo feels his hand tighten on her head and she screams in pain. Her eyes are tearing up and she is wincing. 

"Sungki…" she sobbed. "What are you d-d-d-doing?"

"What are you doing, Jisoo?" he asks instead. "You\'d let a filthy waiter and assistant touch you but not your own husband?"

"Huh?"

Jisoo was not scared and clueless. He is accusing her of being with other men? It made no sense!

"Do you know how much pain I went through when that waiter touched your fingers that day?" he whispers like a maniac. "I had to fire him! As for that assistant who held your hand...I had him sent to jail!"

"What?" Jisoo whimpers. "Jail?"

"Wasn\'t hard. Simply snuck some of my things into his pockets and accused him of stealing," Sungki shrugs as if the life of another person means nothing to him. "Very easy to do, sweetie."

Jisoo was now scared. This man is crazy! She thinks.

"Sungki, I-"

"They dared to touch you, my love," he whispers. "I can\'t let that go…"

Suddenly, he pushed her on the bed. Jisoo tries to run but he slaps her a few more times. He is too strong for her. Grabbing her hands, he pulls her to the edge of the bed and to her shock, there are handcuffs there!

"NO!" she screams. "NO PLEASE NO!"

But her cries fall on deaf ears. He cuffs her to the bed, making sure that she is unable to run. Jisoo cries hard as he takes off his clothes, standing neked in front of her.

"No, please don\'t…" she begs but he rips off her dress like a wild animal until she is completely naked in front of him. She feels his filthy hands touching her body and she only cries harder.

Outside, Ciara and her husband are in the living room, sipping tea. They can hear the girl\'s screams of pain but they do nothing. The servants also hear the poor girl screaming for hours but they are too helpless. 

"These people are so heartless," one of the maids muttered. "How could they just leave her in that hell hole with that monster?"

"Chairman Mawon doesn\'t know what sort of monster his grandson is," another maid winced. "He doesn\'t even live in this mansion but he thinks that his grandson is a saint. And-"

She looks around to see Baekha standing at the kitchen. The girl\'s eyes were dead and sad which made the servants feel pity for the girl. She was treated worse than a maid in her own house simply because she was a girl.

"Miss Baekha…" the maid began but Jiwoon\'s screams made Baekha look up.

The little girl starts to cry. Another person is going to be trapped in that hell with her. There is no escape from that awful place for either of them.

"She\'ll need medicines," the little girl mutters. "And hot soup. Mushroom soup. Take it to her when he is gone."

Even though she is small, she knows that her new sister-in-law is in for a lot of suffering. The only thing Baekha can do is to lessen the pain a little.

With that, she leaves the kitchen while Jisos\'s screams and tears stain the walls of the perfect mansion.

This is only the beginning of the nightmare for her anyway.