"Who are you really Manoban?"
Simply, a broken woman. A history too painful to recall. A lost puzzle piece too unworthy to find under everyone's bed. Alone, that's how she desires her lifestyle to be like. A girl who doesn't believe she deserves lov...
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Previously "That's exactly what I'll do." ~~~~~~
"Would you like anything else Mister Jeon?" Realizing the present scenario, he was greeted with a slender waist. Thin and sufficient, more than plenty to fill his largely curved fingers.
Bright white and raven complimented her toned abs nicely, following along her sinful eyes that unknowingly to her, screamed 'take me'. When she turned around to brew several, very delectable Red Devils, her back muscles popped slick and tempting. Clasp of a black bra peaked outwards, underneath the scrap of a ribbed crop top. If he wanted to—and he wanted to—unlocking the hardly secure clutch was an easy and tantalizing task, no doubt an open option. Freeing her perky breasts in hopes to see her taunt berries tighten by the breeze flowing from the AC. Mold them underneath his pair of heated hands.
God, she was a rare and incredible masterpiece.
"Mine. Her breasts are mine." Jungkook thought.
Glancing up, Lisa greeted the distraught boy with a heart warming grin. Roseate lips occupying the vacancy of her rising cheeks. Despite the urgency of lifting her up on the neat and tidy countertop, he thought she still looked as equally as adorable as she was sexy and edible.
