☆ 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐞

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"I'm gonna what!?"

Sanemi dead glared at his so called 'father', who dared to barge in HIS office and suddenly told HIM what to do.

"You are going to marry a man of my choice." The man, who looked around his 40s, spoke back harshly.

"Bullshit." Sanemi's eyes widen with a dangerous smile.

"I've already done the arrangement. You cannot cancel now." The man smirked with amusement, looking at his son who was boiling with rage from the inside.

"I can cancel it. I can do anything." Sanemi spoke, his voice dangerously calm.

"I'm afraid you cannot this time."

The man threw some pictures on the marble office table. Sanemi begrudgingly picked them up and looked through them, his hand motions becoming more quick as he swiped through the photos with disbelief in his eyes.

The man was sitting on the chair comfortably, leaning back with his arms crossed and a satisfied grin.

"You jerk! where did you get these photos of Genya!?" Sanemi asked, his hands itching to strangle the man infront of him.

"Oh I don't know." The man sarcastically replied, angering his son even more.

Sanemi glared at him, not wanting to commit a murder at 8 in the morning.

"So, I guess that's a yes." The man smirked in victory.

'I won yet again.' Were the unspoken words in his eyes.

"Leave." Sanemi managed to utter out with pure anger roaring down his throat.

"I'll call you for the details okay?" The man called out before leaving the beautiful, air-conditioned office with a soft thud.

Sanemi's mind was blank from the sheer anger in his mind. He had never felt an anger like this from that day.

He immediately picked up his phone and dailed a familiar number. As soon as the speaker accepted the call, he spoke solemnly,

"Iguro, come to my office right now. There's a very important matter."

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