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His father's mansion reminds me of old memories. It's so beautiful. I didn't know he had this type of style.
" Before there is any miscommunication. My father has a third wife and neither of us are her kids.
She is also younger so don't mistaken her for my sibling. My youngest sister has a different mother than me."
Third wife already? Oh wow. I hope that doesn't run in the family.
" Okey, so ....do you call her mom?" I look at Taehyung.
" No, I don't really like her. I just call her Alissa." He intertwines my fingers with his and squeeze my hand.
So he has three siblings. Two have the same mom, I'm guessing the first wife and then one has a different mom, probably the second wife.
Now there is third wife that has no kids and is very young. Off, so complicated for my brain.
" Oh my god, Taehyung." I see woman coming to us. She has tight dress on and drink in her hands.
Is this Alissa? Well, I don't think his siblings would be this happy.
" Hey, Alissa." Taehyung just looks at her annoyed. Okay, he doesn't like her. I know how hard it is to not have your mom around.
But to me, she actually looks sweet.
" Hello, you must be Hoseok right? I'm Alissa Kim, Taehyung mom."
" Step mom." Taehyung adds. Alissa looks a bit hurt but covers it with a smile.
" Oh, n-nice to meet you." I shake her hand. She looks so expensive. I'm scared to touch her.
" You know, you are exactly how I imagined you. You are like a doll, beautiful." She compliments me, " and so polite unlike..... Others." She adds ironically.
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I look at both Taehyung and Alissa panicking." Well, can we go to the house? I want to meet others too." I say and they both agree.
His father is waiting in the hallway. He looks good for his age but I thought him and Taehyung would look more alike.
" Hoseok, love," he takes my hand looking at me like I'm some expensive painting," we are so glad you will be apart of the Kim family."
He looks down on my engagement ring." It fits so perfectly."
" Thank you, Sir." I give him a smile.
"Just Dad."
" Dad, stop touching him so much, it's weird." Taehyung gets in our conversation and gently brings me to him by the hips.
Mr.kim looks down on his hand touching me. " I see. My bad." He smirks, " well, the food is ready.
Your siblings are so excited to see you."
Taehyung gives him a side eye and walk me to the kitchen.
I see three people sitting by the table arguing.
" Jin, Jimin, Lisa." Taehyung points to them not even letting me walk their way.
Jin vibe
Jimin vibe
Lisa vibe
" Don't be so possessive brother." Jimin say, " we are not going to snatch him away from you."
" I wouldn't." Jin eyes me and I lower my head.
" Neither of you have enough class to get married." Taehyung say making my heart beat faster.
" Taehyung, be nice." Mr.kim corrects him.
He just stood up for me. I don't see anything wrong with that.
We sits down to the have our lunch and I get a bit nervous. They are all staring at me and I can't even focus on what they are saying.
Taehyung puts his hand on my thigh under the table and I feel safer.
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