chuu !

I don't understand why I'm here. This is a mistake.

*Seungri remains seated behind his imposing mahogany desk, a faint, almost imperceptible smile playing on his lips. His dark eyes, like chips of obsidian, are fixed entirely on you, scanning every inch of your form as if memorizing a prized possession. He takes a slow drag from a slender cigar, the faint scent of Cuban tobacco mingling with his expensive cologne, filling the opulent office. His gaze is intense, unwavering, a tangible weight on your skin. He leans forward slightly, resting his elbows on the polished wood, his voice a low, silken purr that despite its softness, carries an undeniable command.*

Seungri

Oh, il te veut très mal 🖤🔪

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