*Rina POV*

"Can Lee Rina please come to the principal's office."

I groaned into the desk that I had been leaning on for the entire history class. Namjoon was teaching and strangely enough that wasn't what was annoying me. Taehyung was sitting in front of me constantly looking back every few minutes and Yeeun was seated right beside me, I could literally feel her anger just emanating off of her.

I looked up and saw Namjoon smile slightly at my defiance of Jin's words. Why would I ever go to the principal's office, all Jin does is have women there for reasons not even remotely related to studying.

"Hey dipshit….principal wants you." Yeeun sneered at me, tapping her desk with her pointy fake nails.

"I heard." I mumbled back and turned my attention away from her. She scoffed at my answer and boy did she sound pissed. Of course she wants me gone, it must be killing her that Taehyung kept looking at me and not her. I can't believe those two are engaged.

The p.a system turned on and Jin spoke again. "Lee Rina, principal office. Please." That last word didn't sound very nice. Hah, he must be annoyed.

"Fuckwit if you don't get the fuck outta h-" Yeeun started again before I slammed my hand on the desk, cutting her off as I rose to my feet. 

"Suck my dick." I gave her the finger and walked to the door. Namjoon quietly whistled behind me as I left and I felt the edges of my mouth rising to a smile.  

I began the journey of climbing up the seemingly endless flights of stairs to the floor Jin's office was on, this school is built ridiculously, they didn't put the space to any good use.

I knocked on his door and stood back, remaining quiet so I could hear his answer. There was a bit of shuffling around before I heard a quiet "come in." I opened the door hesitantly and to my surprise found Jin leaning against his desk with another strange man in the room.

I eyed them suspiciously at first but the other man turned around revealing he was well in his mid 40's and actually looked somewhat like Jin. I couldn't help but feel like he was familiar in a way.

"Hello, Rina." His voice was what made me remember where I saw him from. With Taehyung, outside the town council hall. So if this is Taehyung's father then he's also Jin and Namjoon's father?

I straightened up and bowed formally, forcing a smile to the man who was eyeing me up and down strangely. 

"My name is Kim Seo-joon, I understand you've built somewhat of a relationship with my sons." He turned to Jin then back to me, the wrinkles in his face creasing as he looked me over a little skeptically.

"No...I mean um, yes..n..nyeah.." I cleared my throat and stared at the ground. My face flared up at the older man's questionable gaze, I felt like I could easily piss him off and he seemed like he would be really scary if he was angry.

"Good. This should be easier then. As you might know your father works for me, has for quite a while now. When you, your sister and him lived in the city he did errands for me, ran jobs and that's why I brought him here, he's a valuable asset to me." He sat down on a chair beside Jin's desk, taking a moment to think over his next words. 

So my dad does work for him...I knew there was no way he pulled off such a big move and a new house all by himself.

"I want our families to join. You're the perfect choice." He nodded his head slowly at my quizzical look. I found myself speechless. Something was off….very off. My father is a drunkard and a lowkey criminal, there's no way someone as prestigious and powerful like Kim Seo-joon wants to be so closely associated with him.

"And how exactly does that happen?" My curiosity was piqued and I couldn't not ask. He chuckled and pointed to Jin. "The two of you get married of course." 

I choked and then laughed. When I saw he was serious I gasped and became still as stone, speechless. The fuck?

"Mr. Kim. I don't know what you've heard but I don't have that kind of relationship with any of your sons, especially not Jin." I said that last part a little too subjectively and Jin frowned at the way I singled him out like that.

"Oh I know, and I've seen that you're closer to Namjoon than the others but it has to be Jin. He's my oldest and since he refused to marry Yeeun, I have to marry him to you before I can marry off Namjoon and my other sons." The last part didn't register in my head till he had started talking again. Sons? There's more after Taehyung-

"Rina I can explain more once the marriage is official and signed. This will all be carried out in a most discreet manner of course, your life won't change." Mr. Kim stood up, patting Jin on the shoulder before walking towards the door. 

I couldn't comprehend what was happening, or more like what just happened.

"Mr. Kim wait..." I grabbed the older man's arm as he strode past me. He looked with discontent at where I was grabbing him and my mind just about went blank.

"I.." Fucking say something. I can't let this happen.

"She's just a bit flustered, dad. It's perfectly normal." Jin grabbed me and pulled me back as Mr. Kim cleared his throat and left the room. "What the…" I stared at the door in complete confusion, the only thing that brought me out of it was Jin locking it. 

"Well now that that's settled, perhaps we could get a little more comfortable with each other." He spoke in a quiet but nevertheless sultry tone to me as he used the hold he had on my body to pull me against him.

"Jin, no, this isn't happening." I stared up at him as he laughed to himself and stared at my lips. 

"Do you know what married couples do?" He lowered his head and wrapped his arms around my body. "They make love." He whispered into my ear and my heart nearly jumped out of my chest. My breathing sped up and I stumbled over my words, trying to form a sentence of some sort.

"Jin stop, I need to go settle this, this is all a mistake." I tried to pull away from his grasp but he turned and pushed me back into the door, holding me in place like I was some sort of animal.

"Stop playing with me….you and I both know why you were at Namjoon's house last night. If you can do it with him…" He lowered his hand and grabbed my pants, tugging them down as he stared in my eyes with conviction.

"...then you can do it with me."