"Think twice before saying yes, YN," he breathed into my ear, his tone filled with a veiled threat. "I can make your life hell, and you'll regret it to hell and back."
"I am ready to marry Jeon Jungkook."
I had been lost in the digital abyss of my phone, yearning to bring this excursion to a swift end and return to the comforts of home. The chattering voices of the shop staff were nothing but background noise to my preoccupied thoughts.
However, the distant sound of a throat clearing managed to penetrate my mental fortress. I tore my gaze away from the screen and met YN's eyes, and for an instant, I was caught off guard by the intensity of that connection.
Unable to maintain eye contact, my gaze involuntarily drifted down to her figure. She possessed an alluring presence, a physique that demanded attention. My eyes roamed freely, scanning her from head to toe before returning to her eyes, my lips curling into a sly smirk.
I knew that YN understood the unspoken message conveyed by that smirk. Her reaction was intriguing, to say the least. She cleared her throat, an attempt to dissipate the mounting tension in the room, and posed a simple yet potent question, her voice dropping into a sultry cadence, "Is it good?"
Her voice, low and alluring, resonated in my ears like a symphony. I couldn't help but revel in the way she stammered, her vulnerability exposed in front of me. It was a weakness that I found incredibly appealing.
With a deliberate slowness, I let my eyes trace her form once more, before returning to meet her gaze with that ever-present smirk. I could sense that she comprehended the unspoken implications of our exchange.
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She looked exquisite, a vision of beauty and grace in that dress. It clung to her figure with a perfect fit, accentuating her curves and highlighting her body's natural allure. It was a sight to behold, and I couldn't deny the captivating effect it had on me.
Every detail of the dress seemed tailored to showcase her elegance, from the delicate lace to the flowing train that trailed behind her. It was as if the dress had been designed with her in mind, emphasizing her radiance in every way.
As I stood there, taking in the enchanting sight before me, I couldn't help but imagine what it would be like to remove that dress, to peel away the layers and discover the treasures hidden beneath. The thought sent a surge of desire coursing through me, and I could hardly wait for the moment when I would have the chance to do just that.
