She would watch him dance every single night, knowing his every move. The only thing she didn't know is that he knew. A story about self love & self destruction. © stereoids 2018. All rights reserved. Published on Jan. 21st Completed on Oct. 13th
"You bought me for a night, you don't own me." "Then why did you scream my name like I was yours?" Silk Sheets -a novel about a girl who sees herself only as worthy as the pleasure she can give someone else- NOT A Y/N STORY NOT A SHIPPING STORY NOT TO BE CREEPY TOWARDS BTS ITS FACE CLAIMS p.j.m. Sugar Daddy a.u. by...
"Hello?" I croaked out my morning voice, not caring who's on the other line. "Wow, you sound like you had a good sleep last night," the caller was a male, and as far as I know, the only male caller I usually got was my boss. But he didn't sound like my boss at all. "Who's this?" I asked directly, still feeling groggy...