You know what they say... All that glitters isn't gold.
Meet Greyson Charles, a twenty three year old heiress who has only ever known life in the lap of luxury. She gets anything she wants, and in this case: she wants him. He's the only person who...
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"Gaya hae, salanghae." Makoa was hanging up the phone when I walked back out into the living room of his apartment. Well more so hobbled back out to the living room. (I gotta go, love you.)
I think he was speaking Korean, I can't translate what he's saying. I'm just vaguely familiar with the language because of my brief stint in martial arts as a child.
Now that I'm able to really take a look at Makoa, like really look at him. I'm realizing that he's fine as hell. Fine as hell. The majority of our time spent together consisted of me bawling my eyes out or I was high as a kite and not really paying attention to much of anything. I don't know how we're supposed to live together if he walks around looking like that. He's fully dressed, but still.
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