"I know you know who I am." Sehun said as we

exited through the double glass doors of the

school. "How could I not." I agitatedly replied.

Sehun opened the door for me, but stood in front

of me momentarily, wagging his finger in my face.

"Now now deary, No need for hostility." Sehun

had teased. I set my jaw, tempted to punch him

in the face so hard that his pretty little nose'll

start bleeding... but..'You're a lady, not a boy

Sora.'

That voice. My Mothers' voice. I followed Sehun

out of the school. "Where are we going." I

demanded. "You'll see." He had said, continuing

on with his ugly smirk.

"No. I don't like games. Where are we going." I

had demanded once again. "We're..." He had

started, a chuckle slipping out of his mouth.

"Believe it or not...but it's your parents' plan...I

agreed but they never told me to do it the

traditional way." Sehun had stated as we

approached an expensive looking sports car. It

was my favorite color. Black.

"Do..Do what..?" I had asked, realizing fear

coated my tone. Sehun shot me a look of

irritation. "Just get into the car." He had sternly

snapped. My eyes widened in surprise and I got

into the car. Nope. I'm not getting the physco

mad.

Sehun gently shut my sides' door and then got in

on the other side, buckling in after shutting his

door. "You don't like me." Sehun had stated.

" I hate you." I re-stated it for him, crossing my

arms in a pissed off fashion. He chuckled, revving

the engine and zooming out of the parking lot.

The car was filled with silence until Sehun had

broken it by saying, "You're parents are

nice...unlike you." I frowned over at him,

remarking back with, " Don't talk about my

parents right now." Sehun shrugged.

" Fine by me...you'll be missing them soon." He

had said in a hushed voice.

I looked over at him suspiciously. "What is that

supposed to mean?" I questioned, glaring towards

him.

Of course he stupidly changes the subject.

"Oh! We're almost there!" Sehun had said,

checking his phone.

"Right..." I had said, a bit annoyed at this point. I

fidgeted with my school uniforms' balzer sleeve,

anxious to leave his prescence.

I had realized we drove through a golden gate.

There were endless tree's; or so I thought. It was

really beautiful back here. "Where are we?" I had

innocently asked, staring through the window.

" My house." Sehun had simply said.

My heart started beating faster. Think Sora! Use

your head! I told myself.

Why else would we be here?! Maybe he's lonely?

I chewed my bottom lip gently, tasting my

rasberry lip balm and then remembering.

The Kiss.

"S-Sehun-ssi..." I mumbled, feeling my face get

warm. Sehun shot me a look of surprise. "Since

when did this formality bloom? Don't do it, it's

not you." Sehun had more like ordered me. I had

almost forgot how much this guy had irritated

me. "But..why was that kiss-" "It doesn't mean

anything so don't start thinking you're special."

He had interupted, Clearly a million steps ahead

of me. He drove through another golden gate into

a loop with a crystal clear water fountain in the

middle of the car loop.

I stared at the scenery, amazed by how it

appeared. "Th-This is really your house?!" I had

asked in awe. Sehun had disregarded my question

and got out of the car, opening my door. " Get

out ." He had ordered. I shot him a deathly glare

and got out of the car, refusing to use his hand

for help. Sehun shut the car door behind me once

I was out.

Several butlers had appeared, all with blank facial

expressions. "Bring her to the designated event,

answer none of her questions." Sehun had

mumbled, walking the opposite direction that I

was being ushered towards.

"Yah! What the hell..?!" I shrieked as we walked

down 2 long corridors both filled with expensive

antiques and interior. "Do his parents live here?!"

I had asked in alarm. One of the butlers looked

sympathetic towards me and shook his head. "No

ma'm. He is the only living Oh in his bloodline."

The butler had answered. Before I could pry out

more, I was pushed into a room.

For the next hour or so, women did my nails and

my hair, and they did my makeup! I wanted to

scream until I exploded from this kind of

confusion. "Please put this on ma'm." One of the

women said in a gentle voice. I looked at the

heels she had handed me. "A-Are these the real

brand?!" I had asked, feeling a bit too important.

The women had nodded. I pressed my lips

together, putting the designer 2 inch heels on.

They had dressed me in a Chanel dress with the

top make out of satin and the skirt made out

of...I don't know.

I stared at myself in the mirror they had given me

one last time, not believing it was me I was

seeing. I was soon ushered out of that room,

down more corridors, a grand staircase and then

another corridor until they stopped in front of

wooden oak double doors. "Just open the door

and step inside." The women had said with their

voices soft as silk. I gently nodded, watching

them hurry off. I firmly gripped the doors' handle,

feeling nausea in my stomach.

"Come on Sora..." I mumbled to myself, watching

my knuckles turning white.

I had finally mustered enough courage up to open

the door. I had walked inside of what looked like

a study. There stood Sehun in a white suite,

looking as handsome as anyone coulder ever be.

I gently frowned when I had saw my mother.

" Umma... where is appa?" I had softly asked,

walking towards her. Before I could reach my

mother, Sehun had gently touched my shoulder.

He had cleared his throat and looked at me in the

eye.

" Park Sora. You are my wife, starting now."

Sehun had boldly stated.

 

-TBC-