Tên truyện: Lớp Áo Rộng Thùng Thình Tác giả: Góc nhỏ đu OTP Giới thiệu: Trời đột ngột đổ mưa khiến em và anh ướt sũng, em và anh vội vàng rải bước về nhà. Trong nhà anh không có đồ nào vừa cỡ em nên chỉ có thể cho em mặc tạm bộ quần áo cũ của anh. Nhưng dù vậy... nó vẫn quá khổ so với em... Em nhìn chiếc áo rộng thù...
Who would have thought that your mom's ridiculous dinner parties (and Soap's dumb idea to play truth or dare) would be the reason Ghost ended up in your bed? Not your mom, that was for sure. She would probably kill you both if she ever found out about whatever was going on between you and your dad's coworker. or What...
"Er ist ein Arschloch. Don't worry about him, meine Kleine." That petname, that german accent. König was just so effortlessly hot, and he probably didn't even know it. "Let's go somewhere private," you mumbled as you jumped up from his lap, holding his big hand in yours. You led the way, deliberately walking past Ghos...
Simon "Ghost" Riley was assigned to observe some houses at night, supposed to find out who was the driving force behind the riots that spread around town. Instead, he finds himself spending most of his nights looking at just one particular house; until the object of his desire looks straight back at him.
Not only was Ghost one of your father's best friends, but unfortunately also the man you had a crush on for the past few years. He was supposed to watch you because your father had to be away for a few days, an important mission, and somehow he was afraid for your safety, even though you had insisted that you were old...
"Are you going to hurt me?" you asked, and your voice was no longer as secure as it had been when he wasn't standing so close to you that you could feel the heat his body radiated. "Do you want me to hurt you, meine kleine Maus?" You swallowed thickly, the reason for the goosebumps on your body no longer the cold nig...
When Price told Ghost that he had to go to the United States for a solo mission where he would assume the role of a bodyguard to gather intel on an important target, Ghost was already feeling annoyed. He expected snobby people who would boss him around, maybe even having to tend to spoiled little brats like a babysitt...
While you were busy thinking about the technicalities of this encounter, König grabbed your hand and placed it on his body. Gentleman enough not to put it directly on his crotch, even though you honestly wouldn't have minded it. It seemed as if Ghost wasn't happy with König having your undivided attention, so he grabb...