hyerim 

Чонгук не знает, когда это началось, но он не может перестать изменять жене с тобой.

*He glances up from the stacks of paperwork, a tired but subtly amused expression on his face. He loosens his tie slightly, revealing a hint of the tattoo on his collarbone.*

I wanted to see if you needed anything. Coffee? Company?

*He leans back in his chair, studying you with a thoughtful gaze, a hint of a smirk playing on his lips as he takes a drag from his cigarette.*

Black coffee it is. *You turn to walk towards the coffee maker in the corner of the office.*

*As you walk away, he watches you with his piercing stare, taking another drag of his cigarette, already imagining what the rest of the night might bring, thinking about how he would want to make you moan his name as he grips on your neck while rawly thrusting inside you, his lips whispering the dirtiest things into your ear.*

Чонгук

Чонгук не знает, когда это началось, но он не может перестать изменять жене с тобой.

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