Mine

Chapter 01

D 𝕀 𝕊 ℂ 𝕃 𝔸 𝕀 𝕄 𝔼 ℝ

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𝕎 𝔸 ℝ ℕ 𝕀 ℕ 𝔾 𝕊

This book contains violence and explicit mature scenes, detailed descriptions of such and every genre used.

ℂ 𝕆 ℙ 𝕐 ℝ 𝕀 𝔾 ℍ 𝕋 𝕊

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Song Recommendation # Under my Sleeve by One Hope

Soft and gentle, her lips, golden skin and toned hips

Worship the goddess, one chance and a poison kiss 

Sin that I must commit, an ecstasy, a complete bliss

The thunder roared outside, it screeched like a beast unleashed, screaming its penetrating rule over the ebony skies. Every streak of that piercing white left the ground underneath tremble being washed with the tears of the black night spread across the globe.

“Yes, Jungkook I'm here” A deep voice spoke booming across the space as he rushed into the enclosed space of a waiting area. Clad in black from head to toe, where black leather tightened over his chest couldn’t hide the well-built muscles underneath the jacket. Black Derby’s shone gracefully matching his char-black slacks. With one hand gripping the sleek burgundy structure of IPhone, he talked over an audio call to the voice that erupted from the other side. With the other he ruffled those black wavy lightly damp curls to brush off the water the rain left after its cold kisses against his hot skin.

A subtle shift of his shoulders urged the jacket to part open exposing the moist fabric of his black dress shirt while. The buttons strained against his chiseled chest as if on the verge of surrender. Water cascaded drop after drop down the contours of his tempting, smooth jawline, a sight that would entice anyone to die for one lick, a forbidden taste!

Kim Taehyung was a man straight out of a fairy tale, face sculptured so well that he nearly seemed unreal. Those features would deceive anyone to think of him as an angel if not for the pair of those intense eyes sitting proudly on his tempting face. One glance and you could lose your breath altogether as if he was a grim reaper stealing breaths of every soul he came across. As if he was a devil born inside an angel’s vessel. As if he owned the paths he walked on and those to step on the same would be enslaved through those intense dark orbs.