|Prologue|

[ Dark Story - this story involve with lots of scene with which might have triggered you]

"I do," The words hung in the air, the words rolled from her lips with so much difficulty. As she uttered those two simple words, she dared to raise her green eyes and her gaze fell upon the man standing before her- the one she had just accepted as her life partner, but there was a nasty smirk settled on his face.

His dark blue eyes were now shrouded in darkness, void of any emotion except for an unimaginable depth of hate. His twisted smirk spoke of a sinister satisfaction, the smirk on his face was the result of his well-hidden plan, a plan to destroy his wedded wife whom he vowed to protect from the rest of the world but who will protect her from him.

"You may now kiss the bride," resounded in her ears, her inner self froze but a satisfied smile danced on his lips. His smirk become wider.

Stefano leaned down to her, she backed away slightly, it was instinctive. She seemed so fearful, furious he placed his hand on the nape of her neck and drew her closer for a kiss. His lips finally captured her, her heart raced as his lips met her and fear rose from her stomach to her chest, a lone tear escaped from her deep green eyes, as those words resounded in her mind,” I love you Jimin, and always will.”

Whereas Stefano grabbed her jaw with mischievous grin, and slammed on her lips, there was no tenderness in his kiss, as if he was punishing her. He took her delicate petals between his teeth and bit down hard, savoring the moment as the taste of her essence triggered a metabolic explosion within him.

After kissing her, he pulled away, his bluish eyes fixated on her swollen lips now glistening with his saliva. A faint cut marred the side of her lips. He leaned near her ear and whispered, “Welcome to hell, Mrs. Emily Rossi.”

He wiped his lips with the back of his hand and smirked.

Whereas his friends Taehyung, Carlo, J-hope saw the whole scenario displaying before their eyes, a disappointed sigh escaped from J-hope’s lips.

---------

"You have no idea what I want to do with you,

Stefano took deliberate steps, each one echoing through the room like the predatory approach of a hungry wolf closing in on its prey. his raspy voice made shivers to run down her spine that is standing in front of his naked eyes, frozen, wearing elegant white wedding dress.

he closed the distance, the room seemed to shrink, leaving no opportunity to escape.

“ I want to break you to that fucking level, you can never stand up with your pride, I'll destroy to so bad you'll curse yourself the day you born.”- Unknowingly, she took a step backward, her heart pounding in her chest like a trapped bird desperate for escape. Her dark brown orbs filled with tears which are shedding from the corner of her eyes, she can feel the depth of ‘Hate’ in his voice.

“…..I want to choke you till your face turned pale, I want to mark every inch of your pretty skin.”

Her breath hitched, she bite her trembling lips to stop out busting into loud crying.

“……I'll burn you with the fire that is burning in my heart. You 'll got that you messed up with wrong person" - She closed her eyes tightly while her tears didn't dry; they are shedding from her closed eyes.

From then on Emilly is in LIVING HELL which is created none other than by her own husband Stefano Rossi.