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Disrobe

[Mature content] The King gets what he wants, always. “He's very rough." A mistress whispers to the woman standing beside her. “He’s inhuman, breeds a new kink everyday. I was so close to being chosen last week." Another mumbles. “Never make eye contact with him, he hates it.” The middle aged lady whispers in my ear, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. -x- The embodiment of Ruthless, Vain, Perverted : King Min Yun Ki. Attracted to what he deems pious and pure when his hands are dripping in the blood of his own. The reigns shift when a mere commoner rises to the ranks of The Queen Consort as his supposedly faithful better half. Can she infiltrate the man who sees her nothing more than just a slice of steak- medium rare? *The art is from Pinterest, editing is done by me.

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Addressing the Elephant in the room.

"So, when can we expect an heir?" The practitioner asks, causing both Soojin and Yun Ki's cheeks to grow beet-red as they scream in unison. 

"Mwo?!?!" 

The two of them stare ahead at the old man, who'd just wiped out a stain of rouge from Yun Ki's paling skin.

The Practitioner disposes the stained cotton, looking up at them. 

"Why are you shocked? It's a normal question, isn't it?" He chuckles, causing Yun Ki to hiccup, skin heating up. 

"Why? You won't always be young, will you?" The elderly man asks, swatting a hand over Yun Ki's covered groin, causing him to flinch. 

"Aish.." Yun Ki mutters, right hand cupping his painful tender member, that had just been hit. 

It was a brutal attack on Junior Yun Ki, unannounced. 

Soojin opens her mouth, only to be left astounded at how forward the man was. 

He meets Soojin's eyes, who seems to be in a shock.