As the alarm clock rang, immediately, my body dragged by three people. I eyes shoot open. "Hey! What are you doing?" I tried to walk when they brought me to a room.

"Answer me you--!" My mouth shut tightly as they stuck my mouth with a ball of round doll. The door open shows a man standing wickedly at me. !  I am kidnapped by a maniac guy who dressed almost like woman.

He slowly walk closer to me like a high school diva. I frowned, " My name is Yoo Jae suk. I will transform your face to be a greatest bride in this world." He said with full of haughty. The worst thing is seeing his minions giggles happily.

So annoying!

He grabbed the doll from my mouth and throw it. " Now, let's make over!" He cheery said with his minions. 

My hair combed and cut!

my face get wiped with something that I don't know! 

My nails get painted in red velvet!

My legs get massage! It hurts like hell.

I scream! This is hell.

"Omma help me!"

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Finally! 

They let me go and leave me with Mr. Yoo. I feel like crying. My face is different. My hair, weeding dress and my make up like korean traditional wedding day. It's so gorgeous than I ever imagine.

Mr. Yoo look at me with satisfied. " Oh! I love love love this~" He sang and dance around like excited diva. I laugh looking at his behaviour.

" Thank you Mr Yoo. You are the great!" 

"No need to say that, darling. Your husband paid me a million of dollars to change your style for a day." I mouth gaped. Million? "Why would he spend money like that?" I asked but he just laugh.

" Because you are ugly?" I frowned, what did he just said?

" I am just joking, Duh! Of course you are beautiful like an angel who fell from the heaven.  He loves you so much until he didn't care how much he waste his money for you." He rolled his eyes.

My face got hotter. Is that true? If he loves me he doesn't need to do that. Money is not my happiness.

" Come on, let's get your go to the wedding hall. The groom is waiting for ya." He led me the way step by step. I felt so nervous and my hands began sweaty.

I hope my make up not ruined because of my sweats. The door opened, automatically my eyes face the floor. I can't bear seeing the people who come in our wedding.

"Aherm! " The music's began filling the room smoothly. When I look in front I saw Jungkook and his friends around his age or so. They six guy except the priest.

One of his man look at me deeply. But, I lowered my gaze to the floor as he come to me. He escorts my hand to his, "Keep calm, soon to be Mrs. Jeon." He chuckles at my worry face.

" I'm trying here." I whispered.

As I stood infront of Jungkook, the man earlier pull apart our hands and he gives me the groom's hand. My hand trembling as his hand held my hand gently. 

My heart beating too loudly like everyone in this room can heart it beats. I gulped. I am too nervous to focus on what the priest sai