Three days later, Jungkook and Jimin stood outside the JK Enterprises building, their respective friends by their sides. The tension was palpable as they faced each other for the first time.
Jungkook's gaze swept over Jimin, his expression unreadable. "So, you're the one I'm stuck with."
Jimin's eyes narrowed. "Likewise, I'm stuck with a cold-hearted billionaire."
Namjoon intervened, his voice calm. "Let's keep it civil, guys. We have a meeting to discuss the terms of the marriage."
As they entered the building, Jungkook led the way to the conference room, his strides long and purposeful. Jimin followed, his eyes fixed on Jungkook's back, his mind racing with thoughts.
Inside the conference room, they sat down, their friends flanking them. Jungkook's gaze locked onto Jimin's, his eyes piercing.
"So, Jimin, I hear you're a middle-class boy. How quaint."
Jimin's eyes flashed with anger. "And I hear you're an arrogant CEO. How cliché."
The room fell silent, the tension between them crackling like electricity.
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