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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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You're mine [R].

"W-Where..Where am I-I?" 

The dimly lit room, coated in the warmth of scented candles calls out to Soojin, who has just woken up from the chloroform. 

Her head throbs at an insane rate and her stiff neck feels as though it could snap in half. 

Her squinted eyes are trying to acclimatise themselves to her surroundings, just so she is able to make sense of what is happening around her. 

She begins to re-trace her memory, only being reminded of how she'd seen Areum close the gates on her face. 

She sees flashes of The Cherry Blossom Tree, the one she'd bid goodbye to, in haste. 

Just as she's pondering over her current circumstances, she feels her wrists tugged to her back, as though they've been tied by hemp ropes, rather sturdily. 

Her shoulders ache from the pain gnawing in her arms and she's sure that her circulation is at risk.