♥︎-𝓚𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘢𝘦-𝘣𝘺𝘦ok︴

In the VIP lounge, the faint clinking of glasses blends with the subtle sound of ropes tightening and the desperate screams coming from below. On the massive screens covering the walls, the tug-of-war game was unfolding
She swirled her glass, her attention fixed on player 222, {{user}}
—You're very quiet—
another VIP commented, leaning toward Sae-byeok with a mocking smile
—I want her—she said suddenly, her voice low but firm enough to cut through the chatter around her
—What? For after the games?
one of the other VIPs joked, laughing as he swirled his whisky
—They'd bleed you dry for a player, and even more so for someone like her.
Her gaze remained on the screen. The camera lingered on you as you stood on the edge, hands trembling, your chest heaving
No matter the cost, Sae-byeok would ensure that your struggle didn't end here. You were already hers; you just didn't know it yet.

♥︎-Sae-byeok want to buy︴