"I hate you..who are you to order me"
"Your husband" After k!ddn@pping and marrying him he replied.
In the world of the Mafia, it's like a game of chess where only one king can survive.
"Only me or you.. and it will be me"
Game just started..
Lov...
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Warning.. not smut but intense chapter
Yoongi: Mr. PJM, is this much weak in front of me?
He attached their lips, his rough lips crashing against Jimin's soft ones. Jimin was still stunned, his mind reeling with shock. He was just teasing Yoongi, but now he couldn't do anything.
Jimin's toes curled automatically, his body responding to the touch. It was not the first time Yoongi was kissing Jimin, but now they were husbands. They were married now, and Yoongi had every right to do this.
Yoongi was softly s•cking Jimin's lips, Jimin was just standing like a statue. Yoongi fastened his speed, he was s•cking Jimin's lips, Jimin was not opening his mouth.
Yoongi's hand went under Jimin's thin shirt. He traveled his fingers towards Jimin's belly to his n•pples. He felt Jimin's shivered skin, responsing against his touch. His lips were claiming Jimin's lips while his hands were playing with Jimin's soft skin. He circled his finger on Jimin's half-hard nipples. Jimin m•aned in Yoongi's mouth with a cute sound.
Jimin: Mhhpp
Yoongi's fingers tightened on Jimin's n•pples, he started to move his lips faster against Jimin's. Jimin's body was trembling, his skin burning with desire.
Yoongi's hand moved down Jimin's body, his fingers brushing against Jimin's skin. Jimin felt his heart racing, his body shivering with pleasure.
Jimin was lost in Yoongi's touch, his body responding to every move. He couldn't resist, couldn't push Yoongi away. He was trapped in Yoongi's passion, his own desire rising to meet it.
Yoongi inserted his tongue. S•cking jimin's tongue. His tongue was claiming Jimin's mouth. Jimin just fisted his hand on Yoongi's shirt. They both were feeling fvcking hot.
Jimin was breathless by Yoongi's damn hot kiss. Saliva was dropping from Jimin's mouth, it was dripping from his chin. Yoongi understood so he pulled out from the kiss with his always without emotions.
Jimin's lips were swollen, his mouth still open, his breath coming in short gasps.
Yoongi's face was calm, his eyes still intense, his gaze still fixed on Jimin.
Jimin's fist still clutched Yoongi's shirt, his body still trembling with desire. Yoongi's hand still rested on Jimin's waist, his fingers still brushing against Jimin's skin.
Jimin's eyes were closed. He was breathing heavily, leaning his head on the wall. Yoongi's one hand was still rubbing Jimin's n!p#les, and the other hand was on his waist.
Yoongi again leaned in. He kissed Jimin's both cheeks. Now Jimin was a blushing mess. He dreamed about this, no matter what the situation was, but his dreams were coming true with his love.
Yoongi l!cked Jimin's saliva, which was dripping on his chin. Jimin was feeling hot, very hot. Yoongi started to give soft, soft kisses on Jimin's sharp chin, those kisses traveled towards his sexy collarbone. He was kissing and svcking little.
