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Insight into the chapter
"He wants to know who you are, but you can't tell him the truth. Will he believe your lies or will he just like his believes."
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He can't know the truth. Not yet... not until I find Dad. Hang on... The key is the Brenard family. That is my in.
"I am an assassin... for the Brenard family."
"The Brenard family? We..."
"Have an alliance, yeah. I know. I was sent to keep an eye on you. To make sure the Jeon clan follows through on their obligations. I was supposed to keep a low profile."
You thought for a moment, then slowly holstered your gun. I dropped my weapon to the ground.
Thank God. I think he swallowed it.
"So, this whole time... this whole time you knew what I am."
Before I had a chance to respond, you pushed me once more up against the wall, but not forcefully.
"You nearly killed me several times, Eun Jeong."
"Well, I was..."
"No, no... I am impressed, Piccola. You and me... we are the same. We are killers."
Your hand slithered around my waist, holding your body tight against mine. You planted a deep, teasing kiss on my neck.
After all of this... he still wants me? OH GOD. I know we were just trying to kill each other, but now, I just want him to take me here and now!
You grinned ear to ear as if you heard my thoughts. You reached down, moved my dress and panties aside, fingers teasing at my part. Your touch electrified my body.
The fire in my loins built as your fingers drew circles on my part. I grasped your jacket as you began pushing slowly inward, just on the edge of pushing your fingers in entirely.
Sensing my eagerness, you pressed your hand harder against my eager part. The exquisite sensation drove me wild, and my breathing became labored.
Neither of us broke the eye contact as your thumb presses against my wet part, though my breath hitched in my throat.
"I think I am ready for the real deal. Are you ready, Eun Jeong?"
"I think I am."
"Good."
You reached into your jacket pocket as you quickly undid your pants, grasped your member at its base. You pulled out a c*nd*m, quickly putting it on, then moving your hands under my thighs.
You lifted me up, pressing my back against the wall, then lowered my body onto your throbbing member. My eager part greedily took in your length.
Slowly at first, then with building speed, you pushed into me, the wall braced my body for each sensational impact, as I wrapped my arms around your neck, gripping tightly.
