Lisa's POV

My thumb lazily scrolled down the pictures on my phone.

Her beautiful stood out her chubby cheeks.

She could pass as a model, an actress, a celebrity and an idol.

‘Angel’ That was the only word I could find to describe her.

Her face was familiar, perhaps just my thought.

The dipped couch next to me brought me to reality.

“Your future wife is such a beautiful woman isn't?”

Said a middle-aged man with a soothing voice, His rounded eyes met mine, and a smile upon his face was genuine.

“...yeah whatever...” I replied flatly not interested about the incoming topic.

He sighed and shook his head in defeat “Lisa....we talked about this before—” I cut him off.

“Talked about how you use me for your own sake???” I burst out.

“You literally sell me out, dad!” My fingers slipped through my blonde hair, messed it.

“I told you that this marriage has nothing to do with the company!” He furiously stood up and faced me.

“Then what it is about!!?” Since he was tall as hell, I need to tilt my head up.

My dad inhaled a deep breath “...This is for your own happiness Lisa...” He sighed, calmed down gradually.

“I am tired of this ‘for your own happiness’ nonsense!

“You know nothing about my happiness! NOTHING!” All I saw was red due to wrath.

“Yes, we know!” Mom interrupted us, her glassy eyes displayed disappointment.

I hate myself every time she looks at me like that.

Suddenly, the fluffy black carpet beneath my feet found my interest.

I hate it when I can't argue back.

I hate it when I defeat.

I hate it when I have to accept the fact that she's right.

“...but...if I get married and live here, who is going to handle the company in London dad?..”

My small voice sounded not less than a little kid.

“Don't worry about that honey...your dad already managed all...

“Now, what you should concern about is your life with your future wife.” The middle-aged woman advice with the accompany of a warm smile.

My ‘future’ wife was chosen by my parents, turned out, she was the daughter of my dad's close friend a.k.a our rival.

Now with me going to marry his daughter, our companies will be joining and grew stronger.

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Time flew so fast, it has been a month and today is the day where I'll end my single life.

My mom refused to let me meet my future wife, and I still don't know her name.

Because she said it will be more interesting and romantic if I meet her on the wedding day for the first time.

‘What the fuck! Is this some kind of marriage at the first sight show!’

I fixed my black tux for the last time before I go to the aisle ‘Me wearing a dress? Only in your dream.’

I waited for like ten minutes and suddenly the typical wedding song played as a cue for the bride to walk down the aisle.

‘Wow.....did God sent an angel to me?’

Her black hair loosed down on her right shoulder, fitted so perfectly with her white dress.

Her cat-eyed met mine for the first time, not a single regret showed in her beautiful eyes but pure happiness.

Out of the blue, my body lost the calmness and nervousness took over my body.

‘Be cool be cool!’ Step by step she took and finally our body only an inch away.

‘Damn, she looks way better when she's this close. Okay, Lisa...you better don't lose your shit.’

Her lip formed the most gorgeous smile I've ever seen, showed off that cute chubby cheeks on her face.

“Hey...” She spoke out, loud enough only for me to hear.

Her voice came out so well from her mouth. I didn't even notice Mr Kim already beside her as I was too mesmerized with the angel before me.

Mr Kim smirked at me with his ‘I know my daughter is beautiful’ look on his face.

Well, I agreed with that.

‘Oh my god...I was so lost in thought that I forgot to return her greeting.’

Slightly dismay craved on her forced smile and it was my fault.

“Hey—” I tried to greet her back, but cut off by the priest's speech standing next to us.

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The wedding ended well and now I have a wife.
My ‘wife’ and I walked to the limo.

Haha, my dad was so extra.

We were on our way to our condominium. Before the wedding, my parents already bought us a condominium.

The most luxury one, actually my dad wanted to give us a penthouse as a gift for our wedding.

But I insisted.

Everything was prepared including our clothes. All we had to do is....live inside.

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“So her name is Lisa...” Jennie whispered quietly behind me, more like talking to herself, but I heard it clearly.

“Yes.” I turned around abruptly, meeting her widened eyes.

She jumped a little due to shock.

Jennie wore a soft yellow colour pyjama and she had her hair tied in a messy bun.

Her cheeks slightly in red tinted as she looked at me.

“What? Something bothering you?” I asked as I plopped down on the sofa then turned on the wall-size television before us.

“Aniyah..” She presented me a warm smile as plopped down beside me.

Jennie sat way too close for my liking.

We had been watching a cooking show, actually, I was the only one watching it since she obviously had been staring me for almost show.

“Could you please?” I turned my head to the left, face to face with.

She looked at me confused.

“...please what?” Asked Jennie, lifting up her whole body on the sofa, the facing me as sat in Indian style.

I could feel her warm breath against my jawline as she was literally only two inches away from me.

Her cat-eyed bored into my eyes.

Thank god she was slightly shorter than me or it would be my mouth instead of my jawline she was breathing too.

And it would not be going to end up well if that happens.

“Could you please not sit too close beside me?” My face displayed no emotion as I asked that.

And my voice was in monotone, so it sounded like an order.

Gently, I pushed her away by the shoulder, yet still, Jennie didn't budge even an inch.

‘What's wrong with this woman? Normally, people would stay away as far as possible from the person they were forced to marry to

‘But here she is, looking at me as if we've been married for a long time.’

She gave me a pleasant smile and playfully poked my arm “No, I want to know you better.”

I rolled my eyes in disbelief “You don't have to sit this close to knowing me better.” I huffed.

No word, okay that's it, I turned off the television and stood up, walking to the flight of stair, leaving a confused woman on the sofa.

“Hey, where are you going?” Jennie questioned me, there was also a hint of disappointment within her voice.

“Obviously, going to my bedroom.” Simply and shortly I replied without looking at my back.

“But it still early.” A few light steps could be heard behind me, I didn't bother to give a response.

I was so close to reaching the door when out of blue a small and short figure slit in between.

“What are you doing?” I asked looking down on her.

“Obviously going to sleep.” She mocking me.

‘This woman...’

“Didn't you catch the ‘my bedroom’ phrase” I retorted back, stepping inside only for her followed after me.

“But we are marr—” Before she could finish her words, I abruptly turned her body so her back was facing me, then I carefully pushed out of the room.

“I don't care.” A wide fake smile across my face as I closed the door right in her face, then locked it.

‘For a gorgeous human being, she's pretty annoying.’

I began to strip down and jump on the bed, wrapped myself with the thick, fluffy duvet.