My Supermodel Husband
We're Married

“Why did you say he was your fiancee?” Upon entering the room Gala immediately threw the question. Feeling a little upset because Kafa created a new problem.

“If I don't say that, it will definitely make the public think negatively of me. So the safe way is just to say if the girl is my fiancee.” Although the sentence is spontaneous, of course it is made with no carelessness.

“Iya, but the thing is, she is not your fiancee.” Gala could only massage her temples. Feeling dizzy with the answer from Kafa.

“Leave for him to be my fiance or my wife to finish the problem. What's hard?”

Gala was stunned by Kafa's reply. It was as easy as his friend said about marriage. “You know, Fa, it's not that easy getting married. Not necessarily the girl wants.”

“Who rejected my charm? I'm supermodel. International model. So she definitely wants.” With his confidence, Kafa prided himself.

Hearing his super confident friend, made him squint. “Then your parents? Will they just agree? Moreover, we do not know his family background.”

This time Kafa could not say anything. Because it would definitely not be that easy to persuade his parents. Although his parents always free themselves to do what they want, not necessarily this time they will accept Flo, whose background does not know.

“I'll explain later with them. Especially for a good name too. I'm sure they'll agree.” Although, Kafa himself is not sure of his words, but he is sure if maybe later his master's people will understand.

“All right let's talk to the girl.”

“How will I threaten him? I had to use that photo to make Kafa make me a model here.” Flo wants to take the opportunity. Although, his photo is not in accordance with his wishes, but everything must go according to his plan.

The door to Kafa's room was opened. Gala looks out and asks Flo to come in. Flo happily walked into Kafa's room. Inside Kafa was already sitting sweetly waiting for him on the sofa.

Flo looked around. The modern minimalist Kafa room looks so good. Neat and clean. Cooling room that is so felt, making the atmosphere of the room so comfortable.

“Sit!” kafa's orders.

Flo sat on the black leather sofa. When he sat down, he felt clearly if the sofa was so soft. Perhaps this is the difference between an upscale office and a downscale office like his office works.

“Listen. Judging by how you do not know about the matter of the photo, the point is that we are victims. I purposely said that if you were my fiancee, so that the public wouldn't think bad things about you and me. I'm sure the news will quickly spread, and to avoid getting into bigger trouble, I want us to get married.” Kafa looked serious when speaking. He can always put himself in times of need.

Flo who had been listening carefully, was shocked. It didn't occur to her about the wedding, although she had heard that Kafa said Flo was her fiance.

I just wanted to trap her to get into Kafa Management. Not to get married.

In this situation Flo is confused. He doesn't know what to do. The situation gets more complicated when the trap is not in accordance with his expectations and instead now he is stuck with his own game.