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Warning :Hentai, brainrot Novel
On his 15th birthday, Otis Hale remembered his past life and realized that this world is the erotic game he used to play in his first life. With this knowledge, he strategically used his understanding of the game's plot and characters to navigate his new life, making calculated decisions to fulfill the ambitions he had in his previous existence.
This is a story meant to provide adult entertainment.This story is only here to help you relax in your stressful life. Women can also use this story for their personal enjoyment.
200 powerstones for an extra 3 chapters, please. Give me powerstones. I want to win this contest.
Soora tidak bisa menahan tangisnya, hatinya terlanjur sangat sesak dirasakan. Ditambah dinginnya air hujan yang mengguyur tubuh Soora.
"Berhenti! Ku bilang berhenti!" teriak Soora pada Jungkook yang berada didepannya beberapa meter darinya, "tolong biarkan aku bahagia, Jungkook!" lirihnya ditengah isak tangisnya.
Jungkook terdiam melihat Soora yang terlihat begitu tersiksa menahan tangisnya. Jungkook menggelengkan kepalanya pelan, "Tidak. Kau tidak boleh bahagia bersama pria lain, Noona. Kau hanya boleh bahagia bersamaku." ucap Jungkook. Hingga tubuhnya berusaha mendekat dengan Soora, kemudian memeluknya erat.
"Aku sadar, aku tidak bisa melihatmu bahagia dengan pria lain" bisik Jungkook ditelinga Soora ditengah deras hujannya malam.
Crap, you were going to die. You just wanted to live, breathe, even. You shouldn’t have followed them. You shouldn’t have listened to them. You should’ve said no to the unexpected.
You woke up with a jerk. You sat up on the bed, breathing like crazy, sweat breads were falling down from your head. You were totally petrified. Immediately all the events that happened yesterday night came into your head flashing. So, it wasn't a nightmare??
You stood up from the bed and ran towards the door. You started banging on it.
"Open the door. Fucking open it bastard. I'll kill you. H-How dare you hurt my J-Jimin." You were banging on the door like a madwoman, whereas tears kept streaming down your eyes. You were desperate to know whether Jimin, Namjoon and Taehyung are okay or not. You were praying internally that they all were fine, safe and sound.
"Fucking open the door." Now you were being too impatient. You fell on the ground crying. You ruffled your hairs being frustrated. On the other hand Jungkook stood out of the door, keeping his hands inside his pocket.
"You know how much he loves you right?"
"Well then you tell me. What do you have to say about the smell of his cologne coming from your body,you got anything to say?How can you doubt on him?"
Everyone knew they were seeing him for the last time.
"You know I love you right? I always will," the only last words he said to her in five years
Introducción
Parados solo observándose sin inmutarse, sin hablar se encontraban estos dos amantes era una noche helada. Se hallaban tan cerca como sus cuerpos se lo permitían con la respiración acelerada y con una corriente de adrenalina que les corría por todo el cuerpo, querían hablar pero ninguno de ellos lo hacía por miedo a perderse, no entre ellos sino a ellos mismos pues si lo hacían no habría tiempo para mirar hacia atrás y enmendar sus errores tendrían que llevar esa carga hasta el fin de sus días, cada se hallaba perdido en sus pensamientos no sabían cómo reaccionar ni mucho menos qué esperar de ese momento, pues si alguno de los dos habla tendrían dos opciones, subir hasta la gloria y tocar las estrellas o estrellarse contra el pavimento y no poder jamás olvidar....
