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“You fucking brats!” “Uh, wait a second! Executive Director!” Thump, thump, the emotionally charged footsteps...
“You fucking brats!” “Uh, wait a second! Executive Director!” Thump, thump, the emotionally charged footsteps...
“Read it slowly and thoroughly.” “Hmm.” Leaning back on the sofa, Min-ho scanned the papers...
Perhaps reluctant to part, Gyu-oh continued to stall. He pressed his cold, glove-less fingertips into...
“Cha Min-ho, your experience is really showing, huh? Ha, how do I stop this leak?”...
“Enough. I’m leaving now.” —Ssshp, that’s a bit problematic. Articles are starting to go up....
“Ah!” As he drove another fist into his side, Gyu-oh let out a short moan....
Min-ho tidied up his things roughly and rummaged through a drawer. Inside was an envelope...
“Gyu-oh, you…… open your eyes wide and go ventilate the room again.” “Okaay.” He could...
“No. Wear one.” The bedside drawer was full of condoms and gel. For a self-proclaimed...
There wasn’t a formal reporting system, but since Mu-gyeong was the one who gave the...