LETTER TO HIS BIAS

LETTER TO HIS BIAS

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💌 Letter to His Bias "You've been a bad girl, tonight." We were never supposed to want each other like this - not here, not now. But the moment he locked the changing room door, I forgot I was an idol. I forgot the cameras. The fans. The rules. "We... we're in the changing room." I said trying to control myself. His hands were already on me - hot, possessive, dragging fire across my skin like he owned every inch. And he does. He always has. "Moan," Min-ho growled against my neck, his voice soaked in threat and hunger. "Let them hear what I do to their star. Let them guess who gets you like this." I gasped as he slid his hand under my skirt, fingers knowing, merciless, his breath hot in my ear. "This mouth," he whispered, dragging his thumb across my lips. "Smiles for them. But it moans for me." My knees trembled. My pulse raced. And I knew - no matter how far we hid our love, he'd always find a way to claim me in the dark. Even if it burned us both. ❤️❤️ You can't miss this one, guys.❤️❤️
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August & Colin | WRU series | book 1 We take risks. We make mistakes. We lie. We love. We hurt. We lose total control. I took a risk. I paid the price. I made a mistake. I felt the guilt. I lied. I lie. I loved. I try not to. I hurt. I still do. I lost control. I'm losing again. I try to stick to my plan, I try to follow my rules, I try to silence my heart, I try to keep control of the domino stones that represent my life. But one domino fell and the rest just followed. *** "We shouldn't do this," he whispers against my lips. I should applaud him for having the strength to act on that thought because I haven't been able to. At one point I wanted to, but his touches made the impulse to stop vanish. Now, the only thing I want to act on is the longing inside my chest as I think about demolishing the space between us. "Do you want to stop?" I can feel his frown against my forehead. He nudges my nose before placing a featherlight kiss on my mouth. His hands slide over my jawline, his thumbs slowly caressing my cheeks. He gives me another kiss. Slow and deliberately, as if he's still debating the answer to my question as he slicks his tongue over mine. He softly sucks on my bottom lip, dragging it with him when he pulls away. "I can't," he confesses before he presses his lips back on mine. *** All Rights Reserved (Do not copy this story, thank you :))

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