It was already the night before the wedding and heck, you were really nervous. You didn’t even have the time to bother about the party that was going to happen tonight. All you could think of was how you would be tomorrow, how nerve-wracking it would be and if you would really get married tomorrow.

It was just an hour before you leave for the party and you had not even started on picking the dress yet. “Oh, shoot. What am I supposed to wear?!” You started to panic as you searched through your walk-in wardrobe. You had a lot of dresses, actually, but you just didn’t know which one to wear.

“Sujin!” you called your personal maid. “Can you help me pick a dress for the party tonight? And um… help me do makeup and everything?”

“Of course, miss.”

Sujin picked out a red, super tight, fitting dress that fell on your mid-thigh. There was a see-through crescent cut on the right waist part of the dress that was around five to six inches in height and four to five inches in width. You didn’t even know that you had that type of dress.

You wanted to argue on the dress, but looking at the clock, you had no time as you still had your face and hair to be done

After a good fifty minutes, you came out with the dress that perfectly showed your hour glass figure and black pumps which you had gotten used to. You had a smokey eye makeup and red lipstick. You had a simple necklace and earrings. Your hair was done in a messy, but elegant bun. Long story short, you looked smoking hot.

You wanted Hyorin to join you and the other girls, but unfortunately she had a family event abroad.

You were making your way to the living room and saw 3 stunning ladies who were waiting for you. “I’m sorry I took so long.”

“Oh my god.”

“She is gorgeous!”

“Luhan is one hell of a lucky guy.”

All those compliments came from the ladies who you didn’t know the names yet. You smiled shyly at them and introduced yourself, “I’m Sunmi. Nice to meet all of you.”

“I’m Park Yura, Chanyeol’s noona,” the lady in the beige dress said.

“I’m Hyuna, Yura’s friend and this is Seohyung, my sister.” They were wearing blue and black dresses respectively.

The four of you got into the limo and you got closer to the girls. It felt like as if you’ve known them for very long. They were all beautiful and nice. Yura was the unnie who was 3 years older than you. You were the same age as Hyuna and Seohyung was a year younger than you.

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“You okay, man? You look constipated,” Kris asked Luhan, who couldn’t remain seated for at least 10 seconds. He would walk around and check the door to see if you have arrived.

Their rented room was across yours and the club was just above. Luhan would constantly peek at the small glass at the door as it was the only way to see through what was going on at the other side.

“Why are they taking so long?” Luhan asked as he got more irritated.

“They are girls, and of course they would take long. We didn’t pay these girls for nothing, Luhan. Have some fun,” Chen said he grabbed a girl by her waist.

There were actually 13 girls in their room. One for each guy, but two for Luhan. All of his friends were busy with the girls except for Sehun and him. Sehun was just watching a soccer game on the screen while Luhan would just look at the door.

Meanwhile, he floor was filled with laughter by the four of you talking about the stupidities you did during childhood. That was enough for Luhan to recognize your voice and he immediately got up from his seat and looked at the door.

He cursed under his breath as he didn’t get to see you. You walked inside the room and looked awkwardly at the half guys. “Unnie, what’s going on?”