Life with Jungkook felt like a secret dream for Tae.
They were dating β properly now, even if hidden. Weekends at his penthouse turned into lazy, sex-filled marathons. Weeknights were risky quickies when heβd βdrop byβ to see Minho, only to sneak fingers inside her under the dinner table or fuck her against the garage wall after her parents went to bed. Tae glowed β happier, softer, her body fuller in all the right places from constant orgasms and his possessive attention.




















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