the assistant | cb
↝ corbyn sighs, running his fingers through his hair, "i'm sorry." he stands up, coming closer to me, almost pinning me to the wall. "i just don't want you to get hurt princess," he whispers in my ear, sending shivers down my body. "mr.besson-" "corbyn," he says, leaning in, kissing my lips. i pull back and gasp, "oh...