Tags: tae got kidnapped and non con happened... 🫠

Jeongguk leaned back in his leather chair, the thick golden chains around his neck swinging slightly with the movement, the rings on his fingers clinking against the polished edge of the desk as he tapped his fingers impatiently. And his mind drifted, obsessing about that faggots couples, and that low-level bastard, useless little prick, finally scraped together the cash, handed it over trembling, like he was still afraid of what might happen to his pretty cunt ‘husband’.