Juwon strolls across the shopping centre confidently, one of his hands in his pocket, the other gripping yours tightly.

He was practically dragging you along with him, buying whatever he wanted for you, having his men carry all the bags.

He pulls you into yet another store, looking through the clothes. He picks up a dress, bringing it to your body to see how it'd fit.

“Mm, perfect.„ He says before throwing the dress over to one of his men.