"Keep your hands right there
I popped two more, she in my mind somewhere
Won't let my mind go there
I took too much, don't let me drive nowhere, oh
Keep your eyes on mine
And if you want I'll tell you lies
Tell you I'm yours for life
And tell your friend she's next in line
Ohh, should've listened to them
Ohh, don't you know what I am?
Ohh, didn't you listen to them?
Ohh, don't you know what I am?
Keep the drugs real close
One more line before I overdose
And no one ever knows
She's on my mind when I'm on yours
I'm not here for games
I told you what it is, you chose to stay
Baby, you chose the pain
Cause you don't know me, you just know my name
Ohh, should've listened to them
Ohh, don't you know what I am?
Ohh, didn't you listen to them?
Ohh, don't you know what I am?
Ooh, Ooh
Ooh, Ooh"
You both belted out the lyrics, dancing on the bed with wild enthusiasm, completely losing yourselves in the moment.
A knock on the door interrupted your fun. You went to open it and found Choi Sa Sha, one of the maids, standing there.
"Yes?" you asked, trying to catch your breath.
"Um, ma'am, could you perhaps sing a bit more quietly? The other maids downstairs are getting a bit frightened," she said, avoiding eye contact.
"Sure, Tell them I apologize," you replied with an understanding nod.
Choi Sa Sha bowed respectfully before turning to leave and attend to her duties.
You closed the door behind you and caught Jennie giving you a teasing look.
"What?" you asked, raising an eyebrow.
"I can't believe a tough girl like you can even apologize," she remarked with a playful tone.
"Stop highlighting my flaws, it's irritating," you retorted, shuffling the playlist again.
Your eyes widened in recognition as the song's beat started.
"Well, this is 'Angels In Tibet' by Amaraee," you said, smirking at her triumphant expression.
"Do I get only one cookie today?" she pouted.
In response, you swiftly grabbed the remaining cookie and stuffed it into your mouth, then joined Jennie in singing along to the song.
"Fountain baby, wash her make it wet
Diamonds hit the sweat
Tattoo on her chest, yeah, yeah, yeah
I like when my remedies connect
That pussy and a bed
Like Angels in Tibet, yeah, yeah,
Louvre and Armani, I like how you say it
Feeding me body I like how you cater
I took a trip to the stylist today
I spend the bitch like I'm spending the paper
Stop
Okay keep going
I'll Lindsay a Lohan
I'll play with my favorite
But y'all bitches boring
Now I need the foreign
Now I need Dior
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BODYGUARD || JJK.FF
FanfictionWhen the soon to be Mafia Queen's father hires a utterly handsome bodyguard and all things goes in a way it shouldn't... (bad at describing......read to find out)
