A smirk made its way over Jiyong's handsome features as he studied you. You were perfect in every way to him. He had to make you his.

He could tell that you were annoyed with the ruckus the girls in the classroom were making. He had class plus the money and power to go along with it. He wasn't a Kwon for nothing.

With a swift wave of his right hand he silenced the entire room before choosing to speak.

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