After your father has signed you up for a forced marriage, you have no other choice but obey him and his wishes. But how will you ever love a strange man? And how will a big secret affect your relationship?
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FATHER'S WISHES
"I knew you would look absolute fire in this!" You proudly look at the model you'd dressed for the catwalk. "Goodluck on the runway."
You grab your little purse and immediately feel the black, leather chanel bag vibrate in your hands. "Excuse me," you politely smile at the people in front of you and walk to a more quiet place.
Outside of the building, you grab your phone out of your purse and answer the call, not caring to look who is calling you. "Yes?"
"Deji," your older brother calls your name from the other side of the phone.
"Namjoon? What a surprise! Why are you calling me?" You fumble a little in your purse and take out your lipgloss to apply the pinkness to your lips.
"I'm in Seoul for a week or two," he says. "I would like to see you, can you come visit me at our parents' place?"
"Seriously? Yes, of course! I'll be there in half an hour!"
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"It's been forever!" You pull apart from the hug with your brother. "How was the tour?"
"It was great, I really enjoyed performing again," he smiles. "And you? How's life here in Seoul?"
"My life is very normal, Namjoon. Nothing surprising happened while you were gone." You bend down and grab Monie from the floor and hold the dog in your embrace. "Where are mom and dad?"
"Uhm, dad is in a meeting with someone," Namjoon says. "He's busy with work, like always."
"Of course he is..." you sigh. "And mom?"
"She's making food in the kitchen," Namjoon chuckles. "She saw I lost some weight and immediately started cooking."
"Typically our mother," you chuckle. "Is it bad tho? Your weightloss?"
"No, not at all," Namjoon laughs. "I just wasn't really able to work out during the tour, so I naturally lost some weight."
"Oh, I see. Well, I'm going to greet mom, I'll be right back."
You put Monie down and walk through your father's appartment. A spicy, but pleasant smell fills your nose as soon as you enter the kitchen. "It smells amazing, mom."
"Deji?" Your mother turns to you, her hand holding a spoon that stirs into a pot. "What are you doing here?"
"I came to see Namjoon, he told me he was back in Seoul," you explain. "Am I not welcome here?"
