Don't look me in the eye

Please Subscribe to read further chapters

Description

A dance meant nothing, a woman meant nothing, this night was a mere breeze in the steady life of Kim Jongin.
Her dance, her lust, her sensulity, meant nothing.

But also everything.

In the evergoing darkness of night in an underground club only for the worthy, our resident mafia boss meets a woman.
Only for a moment, one fleeting moment.
That's all they needed

 

Foreword

Unapproachable is a word most people would affiliate me with.
Intimidating is another.
Desirable, a third.
And threatening as the fouth.

I both enjoy and detest the many looks i get when i am out. From women it's the same; a flash of fear and then an overriding amount of desire, filled to the edges with lust until it's spilling out of them and they're undressing themselves at my feet. They're a cream puff full of uality, but break them and it gets messy. They all get broken in the end. I never liked cream puffs, too messy, too sickly. The men look only at me with admiration; bordering fear. I never knew if they were my loyal followers, or the beckoning of a timebomb packed full of jealousy; bubbling to explode. 

I trusted no one.

The men at my side; swearing loyality and their lives. The women groveling at my feet, begging me to look at them. No one deserved my attention. Everyone was an equal amount of betrayel waiting to happen. 

The few single women filling the small private club; upon noticing my presence, desperatly tried to sway their curvey bodies in my line of sight. Their tiny waists and curvatious figures swaying hungrily to the music. I gave none of them my second sight, yet they didn't give up. Some swindling over to my booth and pushing their s up. 

Cream puffs. All of them.

 

Comments

You must be logged in to comment
TheCutest
#1
Update soon please love it already !!