The taxi rattled through the city streets, Tae's head resting against the window, her lips curled into a secret grin. Her body still hummed with the memory of Jeongguk's kiss outside the restaurant, the way his lips had lingered, how his eyes had burned with puppy love.
"Two men... father and son," she whispered to herself, squeezing her thighs together. "Both mine."






















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