The tension in the hall thickened as Jungkook stepped forward, his footsteps echoing softly against the marble floor. Eyes followed him with mixed emotions—pity, disdain, envy, and, from Prince Zue, a dark, simmering hunger. It was clear that many expected him to comply, to meekly accept the prince's demand without resistance. Yet, Jungkook’s posture was unyielding, his face calm yet laced with something indescribably chilling. He did not bow, his gaze neither humble nor submissive, but steady, as if he were the one commanding the room.
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Venizia
💅🏼🍿💅🏼🍿🍿💅🏼 *clinching my pearl in delight
2024-11-26
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