"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 ⚠️ 18+
Jimin leaned his head back when he felt Yoongi's hand on his waist. Yoongi could pull his towel anytime, and he didn't know what to do; he was too much in pleasure. Yoongi's lips were working like magic on his smooth skin, and he was just a m•aning mess.
Yoongi was about to pull his towel when he somehow managed to grasp it. Yoongi's hands went to Jimin's tiny waist, holding it like it was made only for his hands. He made Jimin look at him by holding his chin, his eyes locking onto Jimin's.
Water was dripping, making him look gorgeous and beautiful. Yoongi was just lost, too lost. He was not feeling the things he used to feel before; he realized his feelings toward the younger Jimin had changed.
Yoongi's heart was racing, his pulse pounding in his ears. He couldn't deny it anymore; he had developed feelings for Jimin. The way Jimin's eyes sparkled, the way his hair curled slightly at the nape of his neck... Yoongi was captivated.
Jimin, sensing Yoongi's gaze, looked up, his eyes meeting Yoongi's. For a moment, they just stared at each other, the tension between them palpable. Then, without a word, Yoongi leaned in, his lips brushing against Jimin's.
He again attached their lips in a hard kiss. After just a makeout session, they were again kissing like there was no tomorrow. Jimin's lips felt like strawberries to Yoongi, which he wanted to eat and eat.
Jimin's lips were all swollen and bloody red. Yoongi pulled out from the kiss, connecting their foreheads, breathing heavily. Yoongi was admiring Jimin's body, which was filled with his bite marks all over his neck, his chest, even his nipples were screaming Yoongi's name.
Yoongi was also half-naked; his eyes fell on Jimin's hard member, which was peeking from the towel. Anyone could notice the hard thing through the towel. Yoongi smirked; he wanted to do something kinky. No one knew what was going in his mind.
He pulled Jimin out while kissing hard. This thing was not in Yoongi's plan. Their feet slipped because of the wetness, and they fell into the water, with each other. Jimin fell on Yoongi, but still, who cares? They will continue what they were doing.
The water was cool, but their bodies were hot. They didn't care about the surroundings; they were lost in each other. Yoongi's hands were all over Jimin's body, exploring every inch of his skin. Jimin was m•aning, his voice echoing through the air.
Yoongi's lips were on Jimin's neck, s•cking hard. Jimin's hands were on Yoongi's hair, pulling him closer. They were like two animals, lost in their desire. The world around them didn't exist; only their bodies and their love.
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