Underworld gangster Jeon Jungkook along well known bussiness tycoon of Korean. Most perilous male with presiding aura who has everything which lower class human just desires to have. Money, fame and power wander around him like lost puppy.
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What is his sin, particularly he is undergoing in dense damnation? Hey Compeller, didn't he had slight chance to be contented? Moreover, what precisely he devastated mafia's that keeping him at his terrible place.
Each corner of mansion screeching appalling vibe with locking beauty in four barrier of grayish room. Please my lord, if can't supply comport then at least dont provide torment too. Amma? Where would be she? How she is? She even eat anything or just starving for him. She for sure stressing herself along crying for him. Yet, Even he urged still can't do anything.
desolated pearl splashed out through almond of taehyung who was erected close to window along reminding over all excruciating memory. Two days has fly with binding blind's leg in room. Two day has passed, taehyung breathing in corresponding air of mafia's. Jungkook's name, the most voice constantly shuddered him along frightening him.
As mafia disclosed his identity taehyung let out loud weeping in horror. However, kind worker irene comfort her with clarifying..
'taehyung no need to scare, king only hurt those who interrupted him. King will soon send you back at your place whenever you will be alright'. That's condolencing statement she impart to him. he didn't felt whole satisfaction. Still, show her little nod.
Yet, little this maid know, how delightful crime this blind beauty performing with smoothly eliminating blankness of pale male. subsequently, how will mafia set off the exquisite murderer who minding to kill his long time companion without his acknowledge.
Alternative gloomed decenden on each other with splashing flash of light between them. However, that was indeed so unexpected that didn't let two of them to encounter each other again.
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At the same place yet on divergent room, He was abusing the innocent sand bag with his firm rocky fist. Non living bag shrilling in agony by the constant hit on him. Punch after punch, with no end. No termination. Mercy, that was no where to be seen in fierce face of mafia. Perspiration secreted from sweat gland, travelling through long wet thread to Jaw.
Mafia literally bath in shining sweat, tight Calvin boxer were only gleaming on nacked damp body. Tight face with knitted furious stabbing orbs were hurling on bag. Seems, innocent sand bag is victim to calm disgruntled mafia.
'What the hell I did? (punch) Why the fuck I took him here?(punch) I, who don't care others except myself, thus why I save him?(punch) Tiny insect can't dare to enter mine place yet I, myself welcome live human here? (punch) Why i felt I saw him somewhere before. Just where? Just Why'
"WHY" yelling last word through tongue he with jolt hit bag. Eventually, griped bag with huffing heavily yet damn brain repeatedly begin produce exasperating question.
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Long build leg stepping down through stair who thrashing at back of black designer layer, entirely ready for officer. Black attired with identical specs along man bun on reserved face appearing as always domineering monarch of hell.
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