Marriage about love, or loyalty or choice. It's about expected duty and honor. About : money and power. Both have diminished since mafia groups and other criminal organizations have attempted to expand their power in our region.
My steamy breath blew into the air. Even my thick coat couldn't protect me from the Seoul winter. Snow crunched under my boots as I followed along the steps to a one of which is the most luxurious wedding supplies boutique in Seoul . Taecyeon followed me closely behind me. And dad stood behind my brother.
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The glass doors as our entry into the sparkling boutique and the owner and his two assistants immediately welcomed us. "Miss Jihyo's birthday" congratulations with a sweet voice and a sweet smile painted on her face.
I subconsciously smiled too. My eighteenth birthday should be a happy day, but actually my eighteenth birthday as well as a reminder of my eighteen year old means that I'm one step away from being with Taehyung.
I haven't seen him since the engagement night and the night he cut off my cousin's finger. During these three years he always sent me expensive jewelry as birthday gifts, Christmas gifts, Valentine's gifts and even my engagement anniversary gifts with him.
But I haven't seen him in person for three years. I've seen pictures of him with other women on the internet, but his togetherness with those ladies will stop today when our engagement will be announced to the public. At least he wouldn't be too free to take pictures with bitches in public.
I bet he often sleeps with his bitches. And I won't mind his bad habits. As long as he has those bitches at least he won't touch me.
"Isn't it true that there are only six months left before your wedding?" The boutique owner asked me.
He was the only person who was the most excited. Not surprising, because the income will increase. Marriage is a sign of the unification of South Korea and America. Money is not a problem for the two mafia camps.
I lowered my head. 166 days from now I will be in Taehyung's golden cage. Can't say anything more for now. At the age of sixteen and a half, Dahyun began to learn to control herself from her rebellious nature.
The boutique owner took us to the dressing room. Taecyeon and the others are just waiting outside. Dahyun took a seat on the luxurious white sofa while my mother started to look at the wedding dresses on display.
I stood in the middle of the room. Seeing all the white tulle, silk, sequins, brocade and everything that my eyes see makes me flabbergasted. I'm getting married soon. The aphorisms about love that hang on the dressing room wall feel like remembering the bitter events that happened in my life. What is love?.
I could see the eyes of the boutique owner and his assistant before I joined my mother. No one knows that I am an unhappy bride-to-be., I'm just a pawn in a power game. Finally the boutique owner approached me and showed me the most expensive dress.
"What kind of dress does your husband want?" she asked kindly.
"The one that shows off the cleavage and shows off the body is even better" said Dahyun making me stare intently at her. My face turned red, but the boutique owner just laughed as if it was a fun joke.
