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romantic homicide, D4vd
"mom! i don't even know this kid!"
jisung screamed desperately, tears bunching at the well of his eyes. Mrs. Han made eye contact with her son in the mirror as her stylist caked makeup on her face. she slapped her hands onto her dresser, making the stylist flinch and scramble away and a few of the bottles of makeup on it to tumble off. 'it's not up for discussion. you're marrying that boy whether you fucking like it or not. do you know how much that would help your father's business?! Mr.Han owner of the most famous hotel chain in Korea's son coming out and marrying another Businessman's son?' she said as if it was a card game strategy.
there was a burning rage in jisung's throat and he felt tears of frustration drag down his cheeks, ruining his professionally done makeup. 'i hate you. i hate you, mom.' he breathed, fingernails digging into his palms. 'do you just see me as a business investment? isn't- isn't marriage supposed to be something you have with the person you love most? your soulmate? isn't it supposed to be special?' his voice came out wobbly and hurt but his mother turned, not looking the least bit affected.
'consider yourself no longer my son. your father payed for an apartment for you two so i never want to see that ugly, girly, little face of yours after this wedding.' she spat, so angry that her jade earrings shook. 'go on, go put on your slutty dresses and your disgusting heels with that new husband of yours. you're lucky we stopped getting men to rape you last year and letting you share that passion for men with one your age. so thank us and shut up before i drag you into your wedding procession by your hair.'
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Fanfictionmarriage happens at the end of stories, right? lee minho and han jisung's worlds have collided and marriage might just be the very start.
