The Haesong Vineyard hotel loomed elegant and secluded amidst the vines. Jungkook parked smoothly, his hand settling possessively on Tae’s thigh as they entered the cool, marble lobby.
He strode to the reception desk. "Reservation under Jeon," he stated smoothly. The clerk smiled brightly. "Ah, yes, Mr. Jeon! Your suite is ready." She slid a single keycard across the counter.






















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