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Flashback"How do I look?", Ian fixed his suit looking at the mirror, smiling at himself. The hair stylist did the final touching on his hair and he was all set.
"Irene", he looked at Irene, who was sitting in the couch at the back. "How do I look?", he asked again but she just kept looking at him. He gestured the stylist to leave them alone as he stood up from his place turning to look at Irene directly.
"Irene", he said gritting his teeth, kicking the chair Infront of him, making her startled, blinking at him. He poked his cheek with his tongue, looking at her with I'm so done with you face.
"What?", she said calmly, crossing her hands on the chest, giving him a smirk.
He scoffed at her behaviour. Lightly rubbing his left brow with his index finger, tilting his head to the right, running his tongue on his bottom lip, playing with his lip piercing.
"Don't even think that you can roll your dice today"
"Play me, Ian", she tilts her head.
"Cocky much? Don't make yourself regret later, Irene."
She laughed as she stood up from her place, clapping her hands in a slow pace, stepping closer to him as she stood before him. She caressed his lower lip, with her thumb sensually, making him frown at her as he grips her hand tightly.
"Back. Off. Bitch"
She scoffed, struggling under his grip, as he leaves her, lightly pushing her back for her to stumble on her heels. She gave him her evil smile as she picked her bag up from the couch, walking out of the room, slamming the door with a loud bang.
Ian punched the mirror, thrice, as she walked out of the room. glass pricking into his pale skin. His knuckles were bleeding, the guards came running into the room as they heard glass shuttering sound.
"Keep an eye on that fucking woman", he said while they made him sit on the couch.
"Josh, go follow her fast", said Ian's right hand man, Mingyu. and Joshua bowed to Ian, running fast to catch up on her.
"Sir, please calm down. It's your engagement today", he said as he started treating his wound, with the first aid kit in the room.
"How can I calm down Mingyu? She's not some easy one. She can do anything to cancel my engagement", closing his eyes, he layed back on the chair, gritting his teeth.
"I know sir, we have all covered up. There's nothing she can do. It's your day sir. Only an hour more. So please smile", after he finished cleaning the wound, he took the bandage to wrap around.
"No. don't, I don't want wear a bandage today, at my engagement"
"But sir, it's a fresh wound",
"Let it be, I got an hour, it won't be much visible but some red skin"
"Sir..."
Ian pulled his hand from Mingyu as he stood up, "bring those stylist to groom me up again, that bitch woman ruined me". Mingyu nods his head as he walks out of the room.
At the banquet hall
Taehyung was checking everything twice. He wants his best friend's engagement to be the best. He doesn't want to make a simple mistake.
He stood at the entrance admiring the hall, a small beautiful, happy brotherly smile appearing on his lips, letting out a breath of satisfaction. He was more than happy such a day like this appeared in his life.
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Fanfiction"I wish you were never born". Jimin whispered, his tears streaming down his cheeks while he kept looking at love's lifeless body. He chuckled rubbing the tip of his gun on his forehead. "well, well, well...", he groaned bending up to Jimin's level...