PART - 1

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SOMEWHERE IN KOREA


The blinds were drawn over the glass walls of that classy office.
A large, beautifully organized table stood in the middle of the room.

He sat in the main chair, writing quickly on a file. His eyes were fixed on the papers, but the darkness in them deepened with every passing second. His white shirt sleeves were rolled up, revealing his veiny forearms. His jaw tightened, and his breathing grew short.

He gripped the pen so tightly that it cracked and snapped in half. Letting out a cold sigh, he closed his eyes and leaned back in the chair, trying to calm himself.

He wore a vest over his dress shirt — looking like a complete masterpiece of control and intensity. His clenched fists rested on the armrests of the chair when a knock broke the silence.

“Tae, why are you not answering Mrs. Kim’s calls?” a well-built man asked as he entered.

Taehyung didn’t respond.

“What happened?” the man asked again.

“Namjoon hyung, I don’t wanna talk right now,” he said roughly.

Namjoon’s phone rang again. He looked at Taehyung and mouthed, Mrs. Kim. Taehyung sighed and gestured for him to pick it up.

“Good afternoon, Mrs. Kim,” Namjoon greeted after answering.

“Namjoon, is he with you?”

He glanced at Taehyung. “Yes.”

“Give him the phone.”

Namjoon sighed and put the call on speaker. “Mrs. Kim, you’re on speaker.”

“Listen to me, Tae. I know you don’t like my decision, but what can I do, huh? You’re turning thirty soon. You’re not married, nor do you have anyone in your life. You can’t hold onto your past forever — move on from her.” Her voice softened, hoping he’d agree.

“Mom, I told you before, I don’t want to get married right now. And I definitely don’t want to marry a weak or timid girl.”

“I don’t see any problem with her. She’s well-mannered, a little shy and sweet too — and on top of that, she’s my best friend’s daughter.”

“Seriously, Mom?”

“I don’t want to hear anything. Just come home — we’ll talk there.” She hung up.

“Arghhh!” he groaned, running a hand through his hair in frustration. “Why me?”

Namjoon tried his best not to laugh.

“I’m leaving. Please handle the company for now, hyung,” Taehyung said while putting on his coat and walking out.

The moment the door closed, Namjoon burst into laughter. “Seriously — the cold CEO can’t even win against his mom.”

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TAEHYUNG’S POV

The moment I stepped into my parents’ mansion, someone pulled me into a tight hug.

“Aww, my baby! I missed you so much!”

“Let him come inside first, honey,” Dad said, amused.

“Yeah, yeah,” Mom said, finally letting go. “I know you wouldn’t dare disrespect me.”

I’m so done with this.

“Go freshen up, then we’ll have lunch together,” Dad said. I nodded and went to my room.

When I returned, the dining table was already set.

Dad started the conversation. “So, you know what your mom and I have been planning for your future, son.”

I listened lazily.

“As parents, we only want what’s best for you. So please agree to this proposal.”

I sighed for what felt like the ninth time today. “Do whatever you want, Dad. I don’t care anymore.”

“When I asked you the same thing, you refused,” Mom said, annoyed. “But when your dad says it, you agree right away?”

Dad laughed. “Haha, after all, he’s my son.”

“Wow, what a betrayal! I carried you for nine months and you—”

“Mom, I love you so much,” I said, hugging her tightly.

“No one loves me here,” Dad said with a fake pout.

I chuckled and pulled both of them in for a family hug.

“I’m doing this marriage only for you two. Don’t expect too much from me,” I warned.

“First, get married. Then we’ll talk about other things,” Mom said casually, ignoring my tone.

We continued eating lunch.

“We’re going to Mr. Lee’s house tomorrow. Be ready, Tae,” Dad said.

“Why, Dad?” I asked, confused.

“To meet your soon-to-be bride,” Mom teased.

I rolled my eyes at her tone.

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SODOMA LAW FIRM

A woman in her mid-twenties entered the law firm. Her aura was sharp, commanding, and dark.
Everyone stood and bowed slightly as she passed.

“Welcome, Ms. Lee,” her assistant greeted politely.

She hummed in acknowledgment.

“Ma’am, should I bring the case file now?”

“Yes,” she muttered.

She started reviewing the case quietly when her phone rang.

“Yes, Mom?”

“Sweetheart, listen carefully. I’ve arranged your marriage with my best friend’s son.”

“WHAT?!” she shouted, completely shocked.

TBC ~

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