Kyuhyun

I’m a genius.

I mean, I know I am but sometimes I surprise myself at how incredibly brilliant I am. This marriage contract is the best ing idea I’ve ever come up with in my whole entire life! A week has gone past and my “marriage” have been going so damn smoothly. The media is still trying to figure out who my husband is since I have not introduced him to the press yet and I’m starting to get the hang of being CEO.

And the best part?

I must be lucky as hell because Sungmin did excellently in choosing my fake husband. Ryeowook and I barely see each other at home because of our different work schedules so thank god for that! Ryeowook leaves for his work way before I do and except for that first time I met him in the morning, I never saw him again since then. He reaches home before I do and just spends the rest of the day locked in his room. I get home at about midnight almost every night and just head to bed the minute I reach home.

I hope things continue like this for the next two years. I don’t mind paying him all the money he wants just as long as my family and the whole world can see me as a trust-worthy person to be the CEO of the Cho’s Company. Plus, he’s really cute too so it’s nice to have an eye candy to look at in my own home. The only downfall for me is that the thought of not being able to anyone for the next two years big time. I cannot afford to pick some random chick or guy at the club or even the office (trust me, sometimes I do that and nothing is hotter than office ) because it might lead to a cheating scandal and that would end up ruining for whole damn career for life. it all. Maybe I can plan a trip to a faraway country in the later months and sneak off to a strip club or something, just as long as I can bring someone back to the hotel to have with and not get caught by anyone who might ruin my career. Now, that sounds really nice.

But first…

First thing first is winning the trust of the media, my colleagues, possible future business partners, the people who work for me and most importantly, my own family. Growing up, I was extremely rebellious and wild and I think because of that, no matter the achievement I’ve made, the matter how well I’m doing in my work, my family still has trouble trusting me to do anything right. They always expect me to up or just turn the whole damn world into a freaking club. But I love doing business. I love the events, I love looking at stocks progression, I love managing the different teams in the company and I love meeting business partners and discussing of possible ways to extend the company. I like doing these kind of things and no matter how ed up I am, I’m good at it and I wish my family sees it too.

But nope, they don’t. They don’t trust me and they also aren’t giving into this whole “I’m already married” bull. And that is why they’re demanding for a family dinner today at eight. What the ??? They could have planned this a week or maybe even days before but why the impromptu plan an hour before!? And god, they even want me to bring my husband along.

I curse, annoyed. “This must be my father’s plan.”

“Well you must get that evil brain from somewhere.” Sungmin, who is the one who informed me about my father calling him up and scheduling a dinner for me tonight, shrugs.

“, this is so bad. And Ryeowook doesn’t even know about this!”

“Oh , today’s Thursday isn’t it?”

“Yeah, so?” I ask, distracted.

“Ryeowook has classes until eight!”

I raise my brows, confused. “Ryeowook’s still studying? Wait a minute… How old is he? , you didn’t make me marry an underage guy, did you?”

Sungmin rolls his eye at me. “He’s twenty-six, the same age as you. And he teaches at a music school. He has extra classes every Thursdays and Fridays.”

“How can he have extra classes when he’s teaching a preschool?”

“Music school!” Sungmin corrects me. “He teaches music to all different kinds of age groups.”

“Ugh, whatever.” I glance down at my watch and quickly stand up, grabbing my coat from the seat’s armrest. “I have no time for this . Min, text me the address of Ryeowook’s workplace and tell my parents that we’ll be there.”

Sungmin quickly grabs his phone out of his vest pocket and begins typing away. As I’m getting ready to leave, straightening my tie, my phone vibrates and it’s Ryeowook’s address given by Sungmin. I scan through the address and curse again.

“Where the is this place?! My driver’s not even here today!” I complain, regretting that I decided to drive to work myself this morning.

Sungmin smiles apologetically and raises his shoulders, a little smirk playing on his lips seemingly enjoying watching me in this state. “GPS?”

. It. All.

***

It takes me about half an hour just to find this stupid school! It’s located in the city, but the other part of the city where I would be caught dead in! Oh god, the condition of the school looks like it’s going to fall apart any time soon. It’s so old, dirty and ugly, why would anyone even want to enrol their children or themselves in here? God, the idea revolts me. The school is mostly empty except for the few lingering students who