Jungkook’s voice cut through the humid air, sharp as glass. "*Get off her.* Now." He strode forward, shoving Namjoon aside. The photographer stumbled back, his flushed cock still slick and glistening.
Jungkook gripped Tae’s trembling thighs, hauling her upright. "*Look at Suho’s bride,*" he snarled, pinching her nipple hard. "*Spit-shined and dripping.*"






















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