MY INNOCENCE 🌸 || p.jm ✔︎

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— The Next Day

The day was pretty bland and boring, but my mind was busy. I mean marriage doesn't seem like that hard of a requirement considering the amount of debt my dad is in and my schooling but to me, marriage means something. I just hope whoever this guy is, isn't a complete asshole.

It was time to get ready and I searched my closet for something appropriate, and found a nice black dress. I took a shower and got into it. Not knowing what to do what my hair, I just left it down, in its natural curls. I went to the living room to be greeted by my parents for the first time since this morning. Our doorbell ringed and my dad went to answer it.

"You look nice." She complimented me.

"Thank you, you too." I smiled at her.

"There's a car waiting for us." My dad announces.

"Really?" My mom asked taking the word right out of my mouth. We went to the front door and seen this long white limousine. I was amazed by its beauty but still uneasy about who I was marrying.

We entered the car and it took us to a restaurant that was surprisingly empty. It was huge not to mention and the fact that it was empty really made me feel some type of way.

"Boss asked us to reserve this restaurant, he's in the office, he'll be out shortly." A man in a black suit informed us.

"I'm going to go wash my hands." I said to my mom and I went to the bathroom. Once I came out there was a man with his back faced towards me, talking with my parents. They were laughing quite a bit until they seen me walking up. My dad stood up.

"Mr. Park, this is my daughter, Angel Young." He stood up and faced me and my eyes widen. "Angel, this is my boss, Mr. Park Jimin. He took my hand and kissed the back of it.

"Pleasure to meet you, Ms. Young. He smirked at me as I still tried to register what the hell was going on.

"N-Nice to meet you too." I stuttered nervously. He motioned for me to sit in the seat right next to him and I hesitantly did. I may be naive but please don't tell me I'm marrying this guy.

"So Jimin, how were you able to reserved the whole restaurant?" My mom asked him.

"Well I own it." My eyes widen as he winked at me. I quickly looked away and tried to avoid eye contact with him for the rest of the night, as if that was possible, The dinner went normal as we ate, and the food was delicious.

"So Angel, what's your decision?" I looked over to Jimin as he sipped his wine. I cleared my throat before speaking.

"Anything for you father." I replied. My dad smiled at me and I shyly smiled back as I put my head down.

"So Jimin do you have any plans as far as the wedding?" My mom seemed to be more excited than me.

"Well I was thinking about letting my bride decide." His hand went to my thigh and my body tensed up.

"That's very considerate." She answered as my dad whispered something in her ear. His thumb caressed my thigh as I looked across the table, my parents were having their own conversation. He moved his hand up and down stopping at my core.

"What do you think you're doing?" I whispered. He leaned down into my ear.

"Don't like my touches?" He asked seductively. This rush, unexplainable went through my body. Only his words making me feel that way. It was only til he whispered in my ear again that I realize what situation I was in.

"Let's play a game, if you can keep quiet, no moans, no whimpers, I'll let you go home with your parents, and if you can't, you go home with me." He sat up straight, head facing my parents.