❝Ji Y/N, I know that you're my ex-girlfriend, but you have to marry me now! I'll do whatever you want.❞
Upon pressure from his parents, CEO Jeon Jungkook decides to get married until he inherits the company. Unfortunately, his bride doesn't show up...
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HUSBAND IN LAW
↠❛there isn't a fixed winner❜↞ (Y/N)
"I really didn't know that you were going to come to our company," Biryeom said, bouncing around to which Hoseok flinched and made a disgusted face at.
Currently, he was showing us around and talking about how the company worked and sharing about himself too, here and there. Turned out that he was studying abroad and was finally back in his hometown as he was supposed to take over.
"The Chairman proposed the offer to us," Hoseok scoffed at Biryeom making himfinch now.
I couldn't help but snicker seeing whatever was happening. Hoseok definitely didn't like him. It was in Hoseok's blood to hate people who were loud even when he's literally the loudest motherfucker to ever walk the planet Earth.
"Damn bro, chill. You're scary. I wonder if you're scarier than JR'S choreographer, J-Hope. He kind of resembles you too," Biryeom said and brought his face closer to Hoseok at the last part and once again, the latter flinched in disgust.
"Kid, stop shoving your face toward mine! And I doubt that I am better than that J-Hope guy."
I shrugged at the two bickering and just continued on walking. Then, I heard them scream as if he finally noticed that I had left them behind and struggled to catch up with me.
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"Let's discuss over a coffee," Biryeom suggested and I looked over at Hoseok for permission. He nodded his head and I smiled at Biryeom for him to lead the way.
We drove over to Starbucks and then chose a table to sit down before buying ourselves coffee. Biryeom got up after insisting that he should be doing it.
"Why did you let him pay for all of us?" I whispered yelled at Hoseok who was busy massaging his own shoulders.
"Momma it feels so nice," his eyes were still closed and he moaned while massaging them.
"Jung Hoseok!" I leaned in and hit his head, "Answer my question!"
"What the fuck do you want?" He scoffed at me.
"I repeat, why did you let him pay for us?"
"Meh, I want to see how the boy is finally, you know that I can study one's body language really accurately, right?"
"Yes?" I answered but it came out more like a question.
"Watch me," Hoseok sassily said before plastering the fakest smile I've ever seen when Biryeom sat down beside me, this time accompanied with three mugs on a tray.
"Here," Biryeom smiled at us and placed the mugs in front of each of us.
"Thank you," I said and took a sip, looking out of the window.
Biryeom and Hoseok chatted away regarding the topic of the papers and I just studied his body language.
Hoseok had taught me so I gotta know the basics.
Biryeom is nodding his head and looking straight at Hoseok. He's attentive then.
He scratched his nose. He's a bit uncomfortable over this topic.
He is—
My phone vibrated in my lap, making me give my attention to it. I squinted my eyes at the name, thinking why he was calling me now.
"Where are you?" He asked and I gulped.
"At Starbucks," I replied.
"Why are you sitting with that skinny bastard?
I tried to locate where he was by whipping my head to different directions, Hoseok raising an eyebrow at me and Biryeom watching in amusement.
"What are you even doing, Y/N?" Hoseok retorted and I shushed him.
"Jungkook. He's here," I said and Biryeom scrunched you're his face.
"Oh, your rude husband."
"Never mind. Look out of the window," Jungkook spoke on the phone and then, I spotted him.
The figure was dressed up in a white suit and dark shades, his back leaning against his black Mercedes and his right hand holding the phone to his ear. Then, he walked and I slowly watched his body getting bigger and then he stood in front of us.
"Let's go. We have a press conference to attend," Jungkook took off his shaded and held my hand, helping me to stand up.
"I'm afraid that she can't leave yet, Mr. Jeon," Biryeom spoke, looking forward and then facing us with a smirk on his face.
"And who are you to stop her from coming with me?" Jungkook scoffed at him and I couldn't help but watch the scene unfold.
Hoseok was still sitting with his arms folded against his chest. By the mischievous smile plastered on his face, I could feel that he surely was enjoying the drama called my life and probably even chose his team. He always chose the winning team in everything.
Now, it was to see which team he was in.
"Oh, you don't know?" Biryeom said in a bitchy tone, "I'm her new boss."
He stood up and grabbed my other wrist and I just watched the two glaring at each other as if they were fighting over something. Rather, someone.
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*** *Drum rolls*
*breathes in*
LET THE GAME BEGIN!
I didn't update yesterday as I had 3 tests, but here, this 900 word chapter makes up for it, right?
