"Are you from the house?"
A small smile spread on the unburned side of the man's face, the lipless grinning skull stayed eerily motionless.
"I don't need your warning, I know I'm walking into hell."
"Are you from the house?"
A small smile spread on the unburned side of the man's face, the lipless grinning skull stayed eerily motionless.
"I don't need your warning, I know I'm walking into hell."
"Did you just talk back to me, bitch?" The way he says it is not an insult, and a jolt of arousal shoots to your core as you do a double take.
"What did you just call me, Park Jimin? I'm not a bitch...