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Chapter 14

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last update Last Updated: 2024-10-20 06:35:27
Min-a kept his eyes closed until the car came to a halt, then moved again after a few seconds of waiting. From the beeping sound, he could tell they were in Seung-ho's garage already. The nerves that pooled into the pit of his stomach kept him fixed on the car seat, feigning to be asleep.

Min-a heard the car door open and close.

Soon, the door on his side was opened.

Seung-ho unhooked his seat belt and attempted to carry him out bridal style.

“Don’t you fucking dare…” Min-a growled, his eyes peeking open to see a startled Seung-ho.

“Don’t be a big baby, you are drunk and probably tired…” the older man teased, nudging his knees.

Min-a moved farther into the car impulsively, almost sitting on the gear stick.

“I’m not going to carry you to my bed and dominate you...I only want to save your gummy stick legs.” Seung-ho smiled at Min-a, who then slowly approached sitting back on the passenger chair.

Seung-ho at this point was squatting on his knees because his height didn’t
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