Business as Usual~c.h.w

16. Loaded.

I have an impending amount of work to do. It slightly piled up from yesterday.

I was trying to distract myself from the text that I knew was coming but it didn't help once I got it. My mom and dad had to be the assholes to text me separately, just to get their points across. I haven't seen Wonho nor any of the other leads after I left.

On the brighter sides of things the new development for our cell technology is coming along just fine.

My mom and dad would most likely make me come up with some type of idea for a medical wing. Good thing I run an entertainment and tech company. That's the only bright thing to this bullshit.

Now, I've got to go play little fiancee with sir Tuan. Don't get me wrong the guy isn't unattractive nor is he mean. He seems to be a nice guy. Which is what scares me. How the hell am I suppose to ignore him when it's not his fault.

Yet, now at the mear mention of him, Hyungwon comes to mind. He isn't even mine and I'm starting to believe he may never be.

I want that, I do. But, it's never been about what I want. It's what everyone else wants.

I'm now on my way to go act cute and lovey with my fiance at my parents house. Shit, I've been here too many times for my liking. Way too many times.

I don't know what I want in my life. I never have but I know it's not this. I wish I could want. I really do. Isn't that selfish though?

After work I told Hyungwon where I'm going and he just kissed my forehead but didn't say a word. I still feel guilty, he shouldn't have to deal with this. He shouldn't care.

I put my hair up into a bun with a red rose on the outside. Tight black mini skirt, red button up and black diamond earrings, bracelet, and choker. To add to the facade, black red bottomed heels. I want my mom to say something, she better be glad I'm this formal.

Stepping out of my car, I mentally prepare myself to fake smile and act it out. I haven't listened to music in forever. I miss it. I miss it so much.

Considering my parents never really lock their doors, I walk straight in. Smiling at the staff, smiling at my parents, smiling at my fiance, who just so happened to be laughing along with my dad about who knows what.

"Oh, hi Kana. Your aunt and uncle are coming over for dinner. I don't have to tell you to be respectful because you know how to act. I don't mean to intrude, here talk to your soon to be husband." My dad says while leaving the living room.

Bitch of the enterprises probably went to go fetch witch of the enterprises.

Yes, I do know how to act. Thanks for unintentionally teaching me that and only that.

Don't fucking remind me. I know.

You intruded on my life, asshole.

I hadn't realized I was glaring at the door he left out of until Mark speaks up.

"Look, Kana. I'm not here to make your life horrible.. I was forced into this too. We can atleast try to get along." He hesitantly says.

I guess there's one reasonable person here. Wait, my aunt and uncle. God fucking damn it.

"I'm willing to give it try. Let's start over. I'm Kana, nice to meet you." I say while putting my hand out calmly.

He returns the gesture.

"Nice to meet you, Kana. I'm Mark." He introduces, flashing a pretty smile.

This may not be so bad. Kana, you have it. You could be somewhat free. A nice husband, an empire, and your parents off your back. If you just marry him.

I know I can't but should I?

We pull out hands back and Mark opens his mouth to speak but we suddenly hear conversation with two more voices. I guess they came earlier than they thought.

Mark and I cautiously look over at each other and we hear the footsteps coming to the kitchen. Before they enter we get our act together quickly. Mark throws an arm over my shoulder and I lace a hand with the one thats hanging off my shoulder as soon as they enter.

Putting on a smile that if someone really knew me, they would see through it but none of them did.

"They're so cute! I see you two have gotten a beautiful couple paired. If only Apollo would have been this willing." My aunt says with her hands clasped.

At that I have to tighten my hand on Marks before I say something that will crumble this entire scene. Not yet. Too soon. They'll hear it in time.

Mark doesn't say anything but squeezes my hand back.

The rest of the night passed with phony kisses to the cheek and dumb hand holding. I couldn't help but think about the one person I wanted to be with.

The person that I'm about to go see at my own home. The one I would rather be marrying.

Wait, really?

I guess so.

None other than Hyungwon.