A/N: It's funny how "The Marriage" comes before "The Approval". Shouldn't it be the other way around in normal times? Hahaha. I just noticed it now. Moving on... Here's another chapter. Oh and btw, your comments (which are sent to me via the comment box,wall posts, or personal messages) are highly appreciated. It feels so good having friends like you who enjoy the story the same way I do. Keep your lovely comments coming! ^^

We reach Seoul and Taemin’s car enters the parking lot of one of the luxurious apartment buildings in the city. It looks classy just on the outside, the 37 storey building created just in the middle of the district had been featured on one of the magazines I used to be a part of. According to the article, Jeguk Building is owned by SM Town Corporation, one of the richest corporations in Asia which holds several establishments and businesses here and there.

What’s my point about saying all these? The point is… Stubborn Lee is one heck of a luxurious bachelor, who goes in and out of this more than billion won worth of unit like the pretentious cool guy he is.

Of course, I don’t let him have a hint that it’s my first time entering such building. But that doesn’t mean I don’t get to meet and mingle with people in his society, alright? I work on a publishing company. I go around cities and high class hotels on appointments with this high class people.

At least I can say that I’m not, in such way, an innocent common girl he knows.

The car stops and I realize he had just parked the car perfectly on its place. He kills the engine and strikes a glance on me, pulling out his keys at the same time. “Room 2114.” He tosses me the key card and I’m speechless for a second. Why is he giving this to me? “I remember we haven’t eaten lunch. There’s nothing in the fridge, so maybe I’ll buy something to eat.” He says, opens his door, and after some seconds, I see him walking out of the parking lot towards the elevator.

I sigh and rest my head on my palms for a while. I’ll live this way with him and Dannie starting today, and for a while, I have to endure his presence, and make sure no one suspects that the marriage isn’t real at all. Yes, there are real papers, but no, the sincerity was never there – and to be honest? I’m not sure if we can even be friends.

It’s maybe too early to predict but hello, we hated each other since long time ago. Is there any hope left for friendship?

Moving on, I eventually hop off the car and walk to get my things in the back. It’s good that I only bring enough clothes for a week, maybe I’ll bring the others few by few. As I close the door making sure it’s locked, a woman walks appearing from the other side of the car. I’m guessing she rode the car next to Taemin’s, but that would mean she’s been there even before we arrived.

“I didn’t know Lee Taemin lost some class.” She utters as she looks at me from head to toe – judging me from my boots to my faded jeans, then to my grey body fit long sleeve shirt and white loose cardigan, up to my normal dark brown wavy hair.

“Excuse me?” I look at her questioning her intentions of saying that. She chuckles mockingly, and walks even closer for me to probably see the whole of her.

Wow. This chic’s surely something. She’s in 5 inches heels with her nails painted hot red – just like the color of her lips. Her silver almost see through blouse is tucked in her high-waist black miniskirt. Her hair in big curls. Her eyeliner is shaped perfectly but I’m currently thinking if her eyes are still screaming for more dark pencils and liquids. It’s like if she had more time to spend then she probably dyed the white of her eyes black. Her long eyelashes, above all, is my deepest worry. It looks too heavy her eyelids can drop any moment.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. I can only laugh inside my head or this chic will randomly grab my hair and pull it.

“Taemin and I were madly in love with each other until you came, .” Oh wow, wait, why is she calling herself? I bite my lower lip, not because I’m afraid but because I am trying hard to control my laugh.  One more word from her and I’ll surely not gonna let her pass. Not at all.

“What’s your name?” I casually ask. Not that I’m curious, I just want to know what name to put on the police station record in case I acquire some bruises on my face because of a flying kick with her heels. She looks so mad and what can I say… jealous?

“Cha Gungmi.” She says proudly as if her name’s one thing I should be scared about. I nod in confirmation and she crosses her arms in front of her big s (which actually I envy, if I can say that) and raises an eyebrow towards me. “What exactly do you have that I don’t?”

“Well…” I don’t have her big s, her big curls, her eyelashes (which are no joke), and her heavily face makeup. So what exactly do I have? “Hmm, what can I say? I give him the assurance that my eyelashes won’t drop every time he looks at me.” I say and immediately scoots out away from her as her expression becomes more offended and angry.

“You, !” She shouts and attempts to run after me which makes me laugh.

“Be careful, unni, you might break those heels!” I run fast and reach the elevator in no time with my baggage on both hands. It’s obvious I got her really mad as I even stick my tongue out when she tries to go after me but the elevator starts closing.

Gosh, laughing at her hurts my stomach already.

Soon enough, I arrive at the 21^st floor. This building is really high and I’m not exaggerating about the walls and tiles being so extravagant. There are people passing by the corridor as I enter and walk, and of course, I don’t let them notice that I’m fascinated over this new place that is introduced to me today.

I put down my bag as I reach for the key card on my pocket. Just as I am about to insert it in a slit that is almost unseen on the door, a girl next door peaks as if she was expecting someone over. “Taemin-oppa?” She excitedly looks out but is disappointed when she sees me. “Oh.” She utters.

She looks a lot younger than the previous girl I encountered but they have something in common: big curls. I don’t get to see her body as she only slides her head outside the door, making her hair fall with it. That thick dark brown hair with big curls is almost identical with the other from the parking lot.

One more girl with big curls who gets associated with Taemin and I’ll really conclude that he has some weird obsession over women in big curls.

I haven’t notice I am standing there quite long enough until she talks again. “Are you the new maid?” She examines me and sees my bags. “Or are you the laundry keeper?” After that, she chuckles, her white teeth shining sparkly it almost blinds me. Oh yeah, one of her teeth literally has silver on it. “If you happen to see a hot red bikini then please return it to me. Thanks!” She waves cheerfully, and then goes back inside shutting the door.

Oh, gosh, seriously. All I can do is purse my lips together and let out a long heavy sigh… 2 girls in 15 minutes after entering Lee Taemin’s World. Am I supposed to encounter at least 15 girls per day? I mean 15 different girls? With big curls in common?

As I hear another door opens from the other side, I rush inside and close the door. No. I can’t take one more girl for today.

I realize I really should clean this unit before Dannie comes in to live with us. The bikini that girl is looking for literally gives me horror, and I don’t want my little girl seeing things like that. So gross.

I sigh for the nth time of the day. Should I move around without the owner at home or should I wait before he comes back? What should I do while I wait then? Stare at the entire room and predict how many bikinis are there hiding? How many are red? How many are black? Do they come in different sizes? Which size has the most number? Does Taemin likes red bikini more than black bikini? Wow, those are really good questions, maybe I’d go check them out later and answer them all after I ask for his permission.

And duh, if ever I find that hot red bikini inside this house, I swear, I’ll throw it away or burn it outside her door. Just for the fun of it, you know.

As I’m busy thinking if there are things more than bikinis at home, the door swings open. It’s Taemin with foods he probably bought on one of the floors in this building. I believe apartment buildings like this have their own restaurants and coffee shops inside. I’m certain there’s even a huge swimming pool, it’s usually on the highest floor.

“Who’s Cha Gungmi?” I ask as soon as he walks in. It probably takes him by surprise, thinking how I was able to know that girl.

“A girl I knew.” He shrugs his shoulders and places the foods on the table. “There are two rooms.” He says, completely changing the topic. “You’ll use mine of course, and that’s for Dannie.”

“Who’s the girl next door? And why does her bikini roam around this house?”

Taemin can’t help but to laugh at such blunt statement. He looks at me with funny expressions, and I could only put both my hands on my waist, ready to nag at all cost.

“Look. I told you before about my deal. This is it. Did you tell them you’re my wife?”

“One of them even thought I’m a laundry keeper.” It sends him into another good laugh, holding his tummy for support as he tries not to collapse on the floor.

“Because you look like one!” He reacts in amusement and laughs again, leaving me really really really pissed off. Seriously? “Listen, sweetie, you need to at least look a bit more like a woman and become a bit more eye catching. How can you fright those women away if you look like a girl trapped in her adolescent years?”

“How dare you!?” I yell back and literally want to crush him all if only not for the fact that I am actually in his house.

He shakes his head, fix himself from laughing too hard and starts moving on. “Alright, listen. By that bikini in mind, I know how you badly want to turn this house into something convenient for Dannie. So remove everything you think is dirty and arrange it the way you want to. I don’t mind, but if you want to throw something coming from my room, then you need to ask me first. I have toys I treasure, too, you know.” He smirks and throws another wink, “I’ll be at my clinic for now until the night.” He says and leaves again for work.