FORCEFULLY ARRANGED- Forced marriage ✅

CH 6 | THE CALL

"Excuse me!" You said making her look at you, "Yes, How may I help you?" She asked, squinting her orbs before standing up, "Oh! Mrs. Kim. Welcome!" She exclaimed while bowing which you reciprocated, "Thank you."

She smiled with her eyes twinkling, "If you want to meet President Kim, You can find him on the top floor to the right." You didn't come here to meet him in person but just to give him lunch. "I will just give lunch to Taehyung's secretary." You walked towards the elevator greeting the receptionist a goodbye.

"I just want to say that the thing that can happen once can repeat, take care of Mrs. Kim. You have got us here." Mr. Jung said while shaking his hand with Taehyung making him remember his last meeting with you. "We will surely come up with something this time."

"Thank you." Taehyung said as they both made their way out of the cabin. "The thing that can happen once can repeat." This sentence of Mr. Jung gushed back like a wave taking him back to you, "She shouldn't get harm in any manner because... of me. I have already lost Ari but I won't let anything happen to her. I don't look at her as my wife but still she is my responsibility."

In contrast, you came out of your stupor when the door of the elevator opened. You looked ahead of yourself as you took a deep breath. You discerned two human physiques standing at the threshold of the elevator.

One had raven hair falling over his forehead with his cocoa brown orbs straight staring at you from the other one standing beside him already gazing at you, he had his locks gelled up exposing his forehead.

You gazed down at their uniforms, they were in Navy blue suit jackets. "Officers, what are they doing here?" Your eyebrows crumpled together for a second before you took a step out of the elevator as they both backed away to spare the ground space for you to make your way onto the floor further.

Mr. Jung glanced at your departing frame, "Isn't she Mr. Kim's wife? Daughter of Mr. Choi." Mr. Cha asked while entering inside the elevator while Mr. Jung nodded, "Yes." Mr. Cha pushed the button on the ground floor, "They seem close." Mr. Jung clicked his tongue, "Sometimes it's not what it seems to be."

Mr. Cha squinted his eyes at him, "What do you mean?" Mr. Jung straightened up his back, "Nothing." He pocketed his hand inside his pants. "Who the hell killed President Kim's wife?"

You entered inside the hallways, it was quite silent in there the only noise can be heard from the keyboard. You discerned a lad, sitting in the further end of the hallway on his desk as it was labelled with the silver metallic bold letter over the wooden surface material, "Kim Industries."

His orbs didn't leave the bright screen even for a second as his fingers skimmed over the surface of the keyboard, "He must be Taehyung's secretary." You sauntered towards him before standing across his desk. You gazed at his name plate placed at the corner of the desk displayed, "Secretary Min Yoongi." You read out before he traveled his gaze up to meet yours.

His eyes scrutinized your visage before they enlarged as it took an instant for him to raise his feet from the chair he was settled on, "Mrs. Kim!?!" You passed him a mild smile, "Hi!" You bowed to him which he reciprocated, "Hello! Mrs. Kim. President Kim is here. You can go inside."

You opened your mouth, "No..no. I just came here to give lunch to him. If it is okay, can you please give it to him?" You passed him a mild smile as he nodded, "Yes, Of course." "Thank you. I will leave now." You said putting the bag on his desk as he looked at you befuddled, "You won't meet him?" You said, "No, he must be busy." You bowed to him before retreating your way back in the hallways.