His Pretend Wife • Gojo S.

Prologue

[DISCLAIMER THIS WAS FIRST PUBLISHED BACK 06/05/21. I also don't know why I made Y/n so unlikable here, read it at your own risk because I physically can't, HAPPY READING!]

Y/n

Here I am, sitting beside the sidewalk as I watch people walk pass me one by one.

Some are giving me dirty looks, which I really don't care about.

I sigh as I look at the sky, those clouds looks so comfy to lay down on.

It's not like I'm homeless and unemployed.

Everyone will probably be disgusted seeing a 25 year old lady sitting on the sidewalk, with no job, no house, and no money at all.

And yes, I am that lady.

Damn, why was I born poor?

That's just not the problem, why was I also born unlucky? God knows how many times I've been fired to my low income paying job for some stupid reasons.

Sometimes I wished some super rich-looking man would just pop off out of nowhere and save me from this poverty, but who would like me anyway?

Honestly, all I have is this beauty.

Well, grew up poor and uneducated, but I have street smart I guess? My parents died when I was a kid, and I have no idea about it. Which is actually the truth!

I just remembered running away from the orphanage, and living in the streets ever since I was a kid. But you know, I cannot survive and would often just get thrown in the same orphanage until I turned 18.

I eventually got kicked out, nobody wants me. So I decided to live for myself.

That one sister from my orphanage would often help me, I think her name was sister Anna.

She introduced me to a job that has an average salary, then I could stay in. So I clothe myself and feed myself. But after some months. She just vanished and stops visiting me. That was also the year I got fired from that job because she no longer visits me.

Turns out they only hired me for  her sake.

Story short, I get hired, then get fired. Until I turned 25 and useless. Damn! If only I had a proper education, I would've been bitching around right now, but here I am, hungry as fuck, but that doesn't mean I'm unclean. I wash myself everyday to wherever I could find a public bathroom.

My life really couldn't get more fucked up than this.

What am I going to do tomorrow? Am I still going to survive?

I sigh again, and buried my face in my knees as I shut my eyes close, these people eating delicious foods as they walk just make me feel like I wanna grab it and run. But I've never tried stealing before, no matter how hard my life is.

I was thinking of ways to get out of this poverty for years and years, and none of my plans worked. I'm alone and broke, I don't even know if I have relatives or maybe they're dead too.

"I heard you're poor."

My brows furrowed, as I saw some shoes in front of me. Is this one of the people who's going to mock me for being poor and lazy?

I sigh, as I rolled my eyes before fixing up my gaze to this person in front of me. I looked up, and to my surprise to see a weird, yet fine looking dude.

"Yeah, why? You'd give me money?" I said sarcastically, raising my brows. "How much?"

"How much do you want?" A grin formed in his lips, as my back straightened.

Of course, I wasn't expecting that answer. Who wouldn't want money, right?

I chuckled sarcastically, "Everything in your bank account"

I do believe to always take whatever opportunity is given to you.

But then he paused for a bit, what? Cat got your tongue? Of course he's not stupid enough to do that—.

"Sure."

Wait— what?!

I was taken aback, I frown as I pick myself up and look at him, "Are you messing with me? Leave me alone weirdo!"

"You said you want all the money in my bank, and now you had my approval you're mad?" He grins playfully, making me feel pissed off.

"Okay, let's say you'll actually give it, of course you want something in exchange 'cause you're a man," I laughed at my own joke, I really can't deny that I am funny, lol!

"You are very smart aren't 'ya!" He pinched my cheeks making me slap his hands away, but the weirdo just laughed.

How dare he touch this precious face?

"What do you want then?" I frowned my brows, showing him this uninterested and irritated expression.

The man paused for a bit, he childishly put his forefinger on his chin as he pretends to think.

Well, it seems like he already knows what he wants. He approached me with business in his mind.

I just hope this ain't human trafficking!

"Be my wife, you can have all my money in exchange," he winked.

What? The fuck is wrong with this dude?