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Disrobe

[Mature content] The King gets what he wants, always. “He's very rough." A mistress whispers to the woman standing beside her. “He’s inhuman, breeds a new kink everyday. I was so close to being chosen last week." Another mumbles. “Never make eye contact with him, he hates it.” The middle aged lady whispers in my ear, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. -x- The embodiment of Ruthless, Vain, Perverted : King Min Yun Ki. Attracted to what he deems pious and pure when his hands are dripping in the blood of his own. The reigns shift when a mere commoner rises to the ranks of The Queen Consort as his supposedly faithful better half. Can she infiltrate the man who sees her nothing more than just a slice of steak- medium rare? *The art is from Pinterest, editing is done by me.

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It's okay, It's love.

Soojin's body encases Yun Ki's in a tight embrace, small hands curling themselves against his back. 

She has her head in his neck as her chest heaves from his Sandalwood odour. 

Her eyes are peered shut as she's holding Yun Ki against her beating heart, embracing him with a feeling of remorse. 

Remorse for all the humiliation he's had to bear because of her. 

Remorse for all the times she'd run away from his arms, just to find comfort in the arms of the man who'd been trying to get under her skin, the whole time.

He's unresponsive in her grasp, his hands are around her waist and yet, they don't hold her back.

His heart is thumping, to the point that he can feel blood gushing into his ear as his ear drums do a small 'lub dub' on their own. 

The fire that was burning in his chest was now replaced with butterflies as he felt somewhat light and ticklish in her arms. 

She was hugging him.