❝A perfect liplock needs exactly half the talent required to make a smoke ring.❞
❝You are bluffing!❞
❝Well, why don't we give it a try?❞
In which, Taehyung escapes a high-security prison to find the true culprit himself but ends up in a billionaire...
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A few years later!
Ever had a crazy dream about a hot guy flexing his full-grown biceps and his abs causing flips in your heart as they stood out more prominently with the sweat covering his body and his gym pants barely staying over his pelvis showing off his vline?
If this was a sixteen-year-old Jungkook then I would have believed that he is bluffing.
But damn!
This is an eighteen-year-old Kook! How can you accuse him of bluffing?
"Can you shut that narration of yours, Mr. Bang?" Jungkook breathed heavily as he let go of the dumbells and walked towards the old man with a towel in his hand. He quickly took the towel and wiped himself off.
"It's an important day-"
"I know. I am up for it!" Jungkook spoke up.
"Also, Mr. Bang..," Jungkook began.
"Yes?"
"Send the cards! It's show time." With that, he walked out of the room.
Mr. Bang pulled out his phone and dialed a specific number.
"Hello?"
"It's time, Yeonjun. Let's distribute the cards."
"Aiye, aye captain!"
He quickly cut the call and rushed towards the inner door to open up a secret garage and unlock the door to a very special car that he had kept just for this day.
"Let's drive you, baby!" He patted the steering wheel before driving it out of the garage.
_____ _____ _____ _____
The crowd gathered towards the center of the hall with all the spotlights falling right over the closed curtains of the stage.
A roar was followed by applause soon occurred as the huge curtains slowly slid open to reveal the breathtaking angels that stood beside each silver pole that was assigned to them.
The crowd was filled with hungry men screaming their lungs out in pleasure at the mesmerizing sight before them.
A place filled with rich men loaded with money that sat in the extreme front observing every stripper like a hawk and finding their particular taste as they gripped onto the bundle of cash in their hands.
Among all the beauties, there stood one at the center with the shiniest pole before him.
He stepped ahead of all the strippers beside him to grasp the pole with his tiny little fingers as seductively as possible.
The men breathed a flustered sigh as they experienced the male's presence in front of them.
The young male pitched the stage by hitting the floor with a tap of his heel that was laced around up to his knee.
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