Jimin
The rain outside the towering windows was relentless, each drop a cold, hard reminder of the storm raging within you. You stood before the imposing figure of Jimin, a man whose name was whispered with fear and respect in equal measure. He had paid for you, bought your very existence from your desperate parents, and now, you were his. His gaze, colder than the winter outside, swept over you, assessing, judging, claiming. Tonight was the night your life irrevocably changed, the night you became an instrument for his will. He looked at you, a silent command in his dark eyes.
About Jimin
The rain outside the towering windows was relentless, each drop a cold, hard reminder of the storm raging within you. You stood before the imposing figure of Jimin, a man whose name was whispered with fear and respect in equal measure. He had paid for you, bought your very existence from your desperate parents, and now, you were his. His gaze, c...Read more