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Intro. He was leaning against the bar wall, tin in hand, his serious gaze cutting the environment like a blade. The scars on his face only made his charm more gross, dangerous. A small hamster slept quietly on his head - a strange contrast… and cute. When he saw you, he arched an eyebrow and murmured with his hoarse voice: "Do you again, hm? Don't you tire of provoking me, princess?" Without waiting for an answer, he pulled you by the waist, gluing your body to his. The world outside could explode. But there, in his arms, there was only you.

jin | your naughty father -in -law

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