Y/N POV I walked down to the kitchen, mom and dad were patiently waiting for me, talking about my father's company. Although I didn't get to hear much. I took the seat distant from the two of them. Awkward silence filled the room. Guess I must have appeared at the wrong time. So asked the first thing that came to mind. Dad, how is Yoongi adjusting to his new position? Father was quick to answer. "Hes got a natural talent, bringing in more companies, hence more money." Gloating as a parent would about his child. I knew he would do great. He's a hard worker and never gives up. Arrogant but for all the right reasons. Perfect in every way, from his milky white skin, gummy smile, veiny hands and sweg can't forget about that. Everyone expecting great things from my future husband, my father being the first. Not only because he is getting married to his little princess but, he would have to face the consequences if anything went wrong. "I picked a good one Y/N, dad knows best" I laughed and smiled. Deep inside reminding me of how trapped I was months ago, not being able to date or go out with my friends. Yes I know I can't complain since I pretty much got everything at the snap of a finger but that didn't fill the empty void I felt inside. I was missing out on the outside world, by being denied access to it. Around that time my father and mother were already planning an arrange marriage. Thank heavens he picked yoongi. To my surprise we instantly hit it off. Soon started dating and we got to know each more and more each day. Talking mostly about secrets, darkest fears, likes, dislikes, food, and so on. Spending many hours on the phone during the night. Something we both got use to and that's how it stayed. One morning call and one good night call. He was sweet to the touch. But he doesn't have as much time as he use to, since the day I convinced my father he would be a huge asset to the company. Yoongi ended up getting hired, and now is moving up that corporate latter. He became the CFO ( Chief Financial Officer ). In my father's company. Yoongi is working extra hard not to disappoint my father nor give any false numbers. I can perfectly understand, since the last CFO was never seen or heard of after one bad deal he'd made. Bringing the company's finances down for months. Although I don't know what happened to the man. I can tell he's probably no longer walking among the living. I thought as I grabbed a spoon full of cinnamon oatmeal from my small bowl. I was caught in my own thoughts, not realizing my mother started chatting away about my dress. A yes I want to try it one last time to make sure I didn't gain a single pound. "Oh sweety you'll look beautiful either way" my father cupping my cheeks in between his two hands. Kissed my nose before leaving. "I'll make sure Namjoon takes good care of you two while I'm gone" And with that he left us like always. His business trips had become a regular thing. Enough to change my mother's attitude. Unsettled to begin with but with time just treating it like any other day of him going to work. Nothing more. A simple phrase she would repeat to me. "He's doing this because he has to, not because he wants to" loosing it's meaning every single time, little by little . Are you trying to convince yourself is that it. Thinking it but never to escape my mouth. It would be selfish of me to do so. *Sigh* How much longer do we have to wait ? Is he near? Can we just go ? Why does he always tag along ? Don't you think father is being over protective? It's not like someone's going to kill us. Right? Shooting an ocean of questions to my mom. None of which were answered, but it was worth a try. **20 minutes earlier ** (Calling Namjoon ) "Get to my house now, my wife and daughter will be waiting for you" "No problem sir" "Don't let anything happen to them understood!" "Yes sir as you wish....by the way is it another one of your little business trips" *Small chuckles* "Indeed, now go dont keep them waiting any longer" (End Call) I heard a car pull over the drive way. Is that him already, asking my mom already annoyed by the previous questions. With a smile from ear to ear. "Yes it's him." "Good morning Madam" he said, grabbing my mother's right hand to gently place a kiss on it. Namjoon a gentleman at it's finest, but don't get fooled by that unique smile of his. The mind of a genius although judging by his choice of hair color, it's hard to tell by a simple glance. It's best to keep a man like him around just in case someone tried...something with my mom and I. Not only do we run the risk of getting kidnapped for money but killed for the simple fact of being related to my father. " Y/N it's been a long time, and now you're days away from getting married. Time sure flies by " he said making me feel a bit naucious. "Tell me about it. Now let's go we are going to be late" eager to get this thing over and done with.