You sat there on an expensive chaise lounge, with a look of disbelief plastered on your features. If it had been anyone else talking to you, you would have thought it was a joke. However, your father was not one to joke around.
He sat opposite you, looking you dead in the eye with a full amount of seriousness.
"You heard me (Name). This is for the good of your family. For your future. It will end the fued between the Im family and our family."
You sat there dumbfounded and almost speechless. A rise of questions and protests buzzed around your mind like a bee hive, as well as slight panic. You weren't ready to marry anyone, let alone someone you had never met.
"B-but father! The Im's are the founders of GoT7! They're a ruthless gang of murderers! You want me to marry into a family of killers!?" You protested in a higher tone. Your father pinned you down with a narrowed deadly stare.
"Do not raise your tone with me, young lady!" You fell silent, doing your bes