day 2 : forced marriage ... what?

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the next morning rolled (like a buffalo) and i awoke, feeling groggy because i woke up from the wrong side of the bed.

i hated this cheap-ass (limited edition) $3500 bed because it was so big and soft.

if you're wondering why i call this bed cheap, it's because i'm rich. i'm one of the richest snobs you'll ever meet even though i dress like a beggar, but who's to blame? everyone! my clothes are cheap!
now if you are wondering what i do for a living, it's called being at home and the money coming into your hands with just a click of your fingers.

anyway, back to my day.

my phone began to ring loudly, reverberating around the house. annoyed, i picked it up and began to shout at the person on the other end.

when i stopped talking, i finally realised who it was and i grew embarrassed. it was daddy from yesterday — i remembered his sexy ass voice 💦.

i squealed as i jumped up and down, hanging up on wonho. he had just asked me on a date.

i walked towards my dresser and began choosing the most fanciest outfit i had; he did say we were going to a restaurant.

this was the outfit i put on and it was definitely fancy.

my makeup was already on point so i don't need to do anything

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my makeup was already on point so i don't need to do anything. i headed out my door with glam as i went into my limo. i told him the place and began to relax as my driver drove away.

when i arrived at the restaurant, i was in great shock; it wasn't what i expected at all. this place was grotesque and disgusting and cheap, it was like a rat's home.

"hey baby why are you all fancied up? it's just a fast food restaurant." wonho said as he walked me through the door.

i laughed and stayed silent the whole date.

as we walked out the restaurant, wonho told me he wanted to show me something. he took out a box and went on his knees.

DADDY WAS PROPOSING TO ME!!! 😫

i jumped up and down with my chicken legs and squealed, hugging him tightly in his embrace.

he moved into my house and told me he wanted to marry me when we get home and i was fine by that — THIS BITCH WANTED TO GET MARRIED ASAP.

when we arrived home, i dragged him into my garden full of trash and weeds (not drugs) and pounced on top of him. we were now married...

but who knew it was a forced marriage.

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