The melodious chirping of birds filled the air as the bustling streets of Seoul. The road was alive with the energy of the crowd, a mix of people rushing to their jobs and others patiently waiting to cross the street. A vibrant yellow bus rolled by, filled with lively children, their laughter echoing through the air.
As I strolled along the pathway, I noticed people enjoying their morning routines, some clutching steaming cups of coffee, the aroma wafting through the air. Amidst the hustle and bustle, a sleek black car came to a halt right in front of a towering building. The driver swiftly opened the door, revealing a dapper gentleman, who stepped out with grace.
And then, she emerged from the car, a vision of elegance and beauty. She wore a stunning brown bodycon dress that accentuated her curves, paired with white heels that added a touch of sophistication. Her lips glistened with a hint of lipgloss, enhancing her radiant smile. Before making her way towards the building, she removed her stylish black glasses, revealing her captivating eyes.
As she entered the building, her presence caught the attention of the receptionist, who looked up in surprise. The receptionist quickly composed herself and greeted the woman with a respectful bow. The woman confidently approach the receptionist and politely inquired, 'Can I meet Mr. Song?'
The receptionist's eyes widened slightly, impressed by the woman's presence. With a warm smile, she replied, 'Sure, ma'am. Please follow me.'
As she walked through the bustling office, her eyes darted around, taking in the sight of workers diligently going about their tasks. Some of them noticed her and gave her friendly smiles, recognizing her as a new face. She couldn't help but feel a rush of nerves coursing through her body. After all, it was her first time stepping foot into this office in her 21 years of existence.
The atmosphere was filled with a sense of purpose and energy. People were busy, some rushing from one place to another, clutching files in their hands, while others were engaged in deep discussions. The office seemed like a hive of productivity, with each person focused on their respective responsibilities.
As she stood there, her heart pounding in her chest, she took a deep breath to calm herself. This was a completely new experience for her, and the unfamiliarity made her feel a mix of excitement and apprehension.
"Ma'am, this is the office. You can go now. I'm taking my leave,"
the girl said before turning around and walking away, leaving her alone. She felt a rush of nervousness as she stood in front of the imposing door, with the name 'KANG SONG' written in bold letters.
Taking a deep breath, she gathered her courage and knocked on the door. A faint voice from inside replied, "Come in." She turned the knob and stepped into the room, her eyes immediately drawn to the mesmerizing black wall on her left, contrasting with the large glass wall in front of her.
On the right side of the room, she noticed a desk with a laptop, files, and pens neatly arranged. A sleek black leather chair sat behind the desk. She couldn't help but get lost in the ambiance of the room when she heard a click sound.
Turning her head, she saw the man she had come to meet, all settled in his chair. His black hair was perfectly styled with gel, and he wore a dark blue suit that hugged his body. As he looked up and saw her, he was surprised before a smile graced his face."What are you doing here?" he asked, making his way towards the couch next to his desk. She approached him, her nervousness evident as she played with her fingers.
"I want to do this... I don't know how, but I want to work with you!" she blurted out, her eyes filled with determination and hope.
He heard her saying, and as he understood the situation, he held her hands before speaking. "Look, I know how desperate you are, but baby, you have just completed your graduation. And on top of that, I can't see you working under me. Everyone knows you are my sister!" He finished his speech, and she looked down, nodding her head. Then she said,
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CONTRACT MARRIAGE. | JJK
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