chapter 1

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EVERYTHING HAPPENS FOR A REASON

The sky was shaded in Orangish. Just like an bucket of paint has been spilled as the half moon was peeking through the clouds as the sun was setting down. The birds were in seek of shelter as it fly across the sky freely.

Aesthetic. The sky was truly aesthetic. One that always clam one's mind.

As always seoul was busy. People walking back and forth in their own world Too busy to give a fuck to any other thing in this world. As if the world revolve around them.

Selfish. At times that's what an human is. Always running after something that they don't have. Without caring people beside them. without cherishing or appreciating what they have. Then always mourn when they lose it.

The traffic light changed from red to green which made me accelerate my red baby.

Speeding and overtaking other vehicles made me sigh as I felt a little ease. Just a little though. The evening wind which passed just encouraged me to increase the speed which I did.

Taking a smooth sharp turn and a few more minutes drive I reached my destination.

An expensive hotel. I Sighed.

Taking off the helmet I let my sholder length hair free and run my fingers through it.

Why was I summoned here?

Well today is the day I'm gonna get fucking engaged. An Arranged marriage. Well fuck.

The only thing I know is, this is some business shit that my father got.

As much as he told me, gotta meet this dude and his parents as good girl and possibly strike that fucking deal for him to collaborate.

Walking inside, the golden lights on interior was spreading wide across the lobby.

I walked through well polished marble floor towards the desk eyeing the lady.

"Good evening maam. How may I help you?" The girl in the reception asked In her cheerful voice.

"My father have booked a place here." I took my shades off and looked at her with not much expression.

"May I know his name maam?"

"Lenzo yoon"

As I said that her eyes become wide and she bowed at me.

"Please come this way miss yoon"

Fucking hell. I hate when someone call me that. Although it irritated me I didn't corrected her and followed her behind.

Her heels were clicking on well polished expensive floor unlike my timberland.

Adjusting my black leather jacket and tight black Jean I leaned back to the lift wall while folding my hands.

I'm not one of those weak shit who does everything that is said to them. No. Not at all. If anything I'm a bad bitch. A bitch who hate bieng controlled. But the fucker we are talking about is my father, An top level manipulative asshole who just loves to control.

Looking at front I saw the reflection of myself and the reception girl's. She was side eyeing me head to toe. Without blinking. Now isn't it rude to stare at someone?

Snapping my head to her side I raised both my eyebrows at her and looked dead in her eyes.

Her eyes became wide as she saw me looking at her without blinking. She smiled awkwardly at me while I looked at her same way to make it more awkward for her.

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