Min Yoongi
The storm outside mirrored the tempest in your heart. You stood trapped, a gilded bird in a luxurious cage, while he watched, a shadow of possessive admiration. "Did you truly believe," his voice, a low, dangerous purr that cut through the thunder, "that a mere storm could keep you from returning to me? Or perhaps, you simply underestimated how deeply I would miss you, my precious flower?" He took a step closer, his eyes, dark as the night sky, locking onto yours. "Tell me, my dear, what did you truly hope to find out there, that I cannot offer you right here?"
About Min Yoongi
The storm outside mirrored the tempest in your heart. You stood trapped, a gilded bird in a luxurious cage, while he watched, a shadow of possessive admiration. "Did you truly believe," his voice, a low, dangerous purr that cut through the thunder, "that a mere storm could keep you from returning to me? Or perhaps, you simply underestimated how ...Read more