By tomorrow evening, Tae was all dolled up, dragging her designer suitcase into Jungkook’s guest house. Her heart was racing, her lips painted cherry red, and her short skirt clung so tight she looked like a walking invitation to sin.
He was waiting for her in the lounge, dressed in his tailored suit, checking his watch. When his gaze lifted and landed on her, he smirked.






















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