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Minsung - Spy Squirrel

Minsung - Spy Squirrel

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WpMetadataReadMatureComplete Fri, Jul 1, 20221h 14m
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Han Jisung, a Quokka hybrid, who is now 18, has been a spy ever since he was 14, he was found by Bangchan, a wolf hybrid mafia leader, Lee Minho, a Red Lynx hybrid, now 20, is the most powerful mafia leader, he was passed down the title from his dad. And everything was running smoothly, until... ------- "How much did you hear?" A stern voice said, a giggle was heard. "How cute of you to ask! But it's disclosed, sorry hottie." The boy in a mask said before disappearing in a blink of an eye. "What the hell?" ------- - Top! Minho - Bottom! Jisung 🎖️#1 in skzsmut (There was no smut- 😭) 🎖️#1 in HYUNCHAN DISCLAIMER!! PLEASE READ!! Anything that you see in here that seems similar to other books is NOT INTENTIONAL Everything that is referenced by MY intention will be credited. I do not own ANY of the idols or characters in this story, everything is pure fiction! Started: 4/29/2022 Completed: 7/1/2022
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♡ [ COMPLETED ] ♡ « In which Han Jisung, a formidable assassin, finds himself repeatedly outmaneuvered by a mysterious man he soon comes to know as Lee Minho, who subsequently gets assigned the same exact targets as Jisung. » »»----- ⋆ -----«« ┊- ❝ "Another failed mission I see?" His boss made a small tsk sound. ⋆ Jisung grimaced, eyes falling to the floor, locked on the leather shoes that peeked out from the secluded desk. His hands clutched the sides of his pants, bunching up the black fabric. ⋆ "Some fucker keeps killing them right in front of me." ❞ - ┊ »»----- ⋆ -----«« ╰┈➤ CONTAINS: ·˚ ༘ mature content / smut ·˚ ༘ light violence / guns ·˚ ༘ strong language

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