"You know very well what I can do."
He huskily whispered against your ear, tightening his grip on your waist making you hiss.
"You are misbehaving with me, Mr Kim."
You gritted your teeth when you found him opening the strap of your dress from your...
"NO ONE IN THIS WORLD CAN STOP THIS DEVIL FROM HIS OWN WORDS NOT EVEN YOU SIS.."
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Sunday
At noon, 3 p.m.
Daegu, South Korea
Author's pov
A helicopter flew in gracefully and banked circling an old mansion, a classic mansion, with domes and a minaret, then the chopper landed. Guards opened the door of the helicopter. A group was waiting impatiently on the grounds armed with mikes and questions... the media, and guards of the mansion held them back.
The propeller hummed and circled.
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A man came out with long legs, he was in a black jacket, white shirt, and black jeans, wearing shades. Legs unfold, man descends, a grim dissipated look on his face, an aloof stance, he walked up at a slow pace followed by his cousin brother.
They both came out and stood on the green lawn, looking toward the looming building, He took off his shades moving with power and grace, filling the entire frame and beyond, taking over... declaring his presence as he stood, still, inert, like he was outside the pale of things. His cruel eyes told a story of his own; dark, turned inward, concentrated, in their own realm.
Legs were slightly apart, body immobile, he stood looking at the mansion.
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