My parents forced me to marry a famous businessman's son but turns out he works as a mafia.
"Aren't you scared of me?"
"You are shaking with fearing that I might reject you. Seriously, a baby bunny would be scarier."
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My first ff so please excus...
I was finally meeting my future husband. Honestly after the day my parents first talked about the marriage, I totally forgot about it.
My brother Jake was the one who woke me up in the morning and reminded me of it.
I was now outside a café waiting. I didn't have any expectations actually.
Honestly I never had time to decide my ideal type because I never got time to date but one thing that I'm sure of is that I don't like guys who are late on the first date.
I waited there for about 30 minutes. Finally a waiter came outside to ask me if my name was Mirae.
I nodded and she told me to follow her. She led me to a VIP private room of the café. On the way there she told me that a man has been waiting for and then she proceeded to explain every detail of his supposedly handsome face. She also kept expressing how lucky I was to be his girlfriend.
"Woah wait up! Girlfriend??" I asked the waitress.
"Oh are you not? Well I am sure you will want to be once you see him!! He is just so HANDSOME!!" The girl squealed.
I just stared at her. "Oh *giggle* I am sorry I got carried away but you get the point."
She stopped infront of a door. "Your destination my lady." She pointed at the door using both her arms and bowing at the same time. ( You get what I mean right guys? Something like _/ _/ )
I smiled at her. 'She is cute.' I looked at her name tag "Denise."
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Name:Denise Kim Age:27 Job: waitress ( and much more)
"That's me. Good luck on your date." She winked at me and left.
I turned to the door. 'Time to meet my husband. Well not my husband, just my future husband. Wait does that make him my fiance or my boyfriend or maybe he will no-'
My thoughts were interrupted by the door opening and a pair of eyes meeting mine.
"Do you plan to make me wait for a whole day or what?"
"Ahh I am sorry." I went past the boy and into the room. Once inside, I saw a lot of empty cups and plates.
'If I include the time I waited outside, I think I am only 35 minutes late. How hungry was this guy?' was what I thought as I eyed the man in front of me.
"Glad you made your time my lady. I have been waiting for 2 hours" he said in a sarcastic tone while making his way to his seat.
"Well it ain't my fault that you came about an hour earlier." I attacked back.
