"I just choked on my champagne," It was supposed to be your crush's number. How on earth did you end up texting Kim Taehyung, the Korean Royalty? A chat story where you (a quirky, Pervy girl) accidentally text a rich heir who's fighting with depression and loneliness and the series of events that follow. ~sexual/stro...
"𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙪𝙩𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 '𝙛𝙪𝙣' 𝙞𝙣 𝙙𝙮𝙨𝙛𝙪𝙣𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙖𝙡, 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙪𝙩𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 '𝙝𝙤𝙩' 𝙞𝙣 𝙥𝙨𝙮𝙘𝙝𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙘." _________________________________________ "Oops." You watch in horror as Taehyung's hand saturated with blood tugs the blade out from the flesh. His bloodied hand rises to his eye level...
"Mr. Kim will see you now." Warning - Mature content ahead! Read at your own risk. Read the tags before continuing.