CHAPTER THREE

 

 

Taehyung's POV
    I hate that girl. She's so rough. My head hurts a lot.


“See, I told you not to touch girls. Now what happened?” my mom nagged.

“It's that girl's fault. Never let me see her again. Or I will take my revenge on her.” I said and my mom smacked my head. I groaned in pain.

“Don't you dare disturb girls again.” my mom scolded.

“Aissh, arasso!” I sighed.

“I hope so. By the way, go to the reading room. Your father wants to see you.” she told. I nodded and went to the reading room. I knocked the door before going in.


I looked around for my dad. And I found him sitting on the couch. 


“Appa.” I called. My dad told me to sit down and I obeyed and sat opposite him.

“I have something to tell you. But don't get surprised.” I nodded and my lips curved into a smile. I think he is going to buy me something like a car or a house.

“We arranged you for a marriage with the daughter of Oh Cooperations.” my smile faded when I heard his words. 

“Impossible.” I chuckled. But my heart is beating fast and my mind has been thinking. I'm just 15. An arranged marriage? This is really impossible.

“We have no choice. Our company will be bankrupt if we don't cooperate with the Ohs.” my dad spoke. 

“But I'm just 15. I have to study.” I have no idea what to said except for making excuses. 

“Don't worry. We've arranged everythin