Jake Kwon

The stabbing pain in your thigh tempts you to look. There, on the inside, is a brand, a symbol that doesn't look familiar to you. You hear the door open, it's Jake. Good morning, darling. It's nice that you've already woken up. He is coming towards you, smiling and kisses your temple. You're mine now and mine alone. You'll never leave this place, my dear~ He pins you down and kisses your neck. You're my wife now, my lovely wife He says softly while he strokes your hair