"I can teach you " the whispered words that changed Jennie's life forever.
Jennie recently moved to Seoul after her parent's divorce, she is forced to live with her strict old-money grandparents and against her will she is forced into an arranged ma...
The driver drops me off in front of our mansion gates, I linger mentally preparing myself for the impending family meeting. It feels more like arriving at Buckingham Palace; the mansion is massive, with its fancy architecture and French gardens that seem to stretch on forever.
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The shining white facade is adorned with intricate stonework and elaborate carvings, all to my grandmother's old-fashioned taste.
I quickly make a beeline for the steps, but halfway through, I find myself gasping for air. Who builds a million-dollar mansion with this many steps? Whoever designed this place must've been an athlete or a sadist.
Finally reaching the heavy front doors, I pull them open, revealing the long corridor ahead. It stretches out before me, lit softly by the dim glow of overhead lights.
I hurry up the marble staircase, the steps squeak beneath my feet. The corridors twist and turn, but at last, I reach my room and swing open the doors.
I stumble inside, in front of my full-body mirror, I quickly straighten out the wrinkles in my outfit. All I'm wearing is my oversized Gucci sweatshirt with a pink Dior skirt.
If the whole family has gathered, I need to look as put-together and presentable as possible. I brush away the flyaways from my hair and reapply my red lipstick.
That should be good enough, I think as I put on my indoor Ugg slippers. My grandma hates feet, so she ensures everyone wears socks and slippers in the house.
Don't you see what I mean when I say she's controlling?
Closing my bedroom door, I walk down the staircase leading to the dining hall. Pictures hang on the walls of portraits of each family member dating back to the 1900s.
It feels creepy as their eyes seem to follow me down the hallway.
Entering the dining hall, I spot a sea of familiar faces—my aunts, uncles, grandparents, and an army of cousins. But at the end of the table, I see some I didn't expect. A man and a woman, with a tall boy seated between them.
Kai, I cringe to myself. What the hell is he doing here? My eyebrows scrunch as I quickly take a seat next to my mother, my eyes remaining fixed on him. He's the devil in disguise...
"Now that Jennie is here," Grandmother begins to speak,