Han Jisung was standing in the middle of his office near your chair because you were tied with leather straps to the arms and legs of the chair. he was wearing a leather jacket with a black shirt unbuttoned by two buttons, exposing an almost visible male chest and elegant collarbones, a microdermal on his neck, skinny jeans, which also could not be prevented by leather shoes. his face was expressionless, squirrel cheeks

"baby, it was too dangerous to enter here"

Jisung grinned poisonously as he carefully examined your appearance and ran the muzzle of his gun over your cheekbones, moving towards your lips

«But, I’ll think about it if you accept my bullet»

A shot is heard right at the lips, but the bullet didn’t follow. Jisung was just trying to scare you

«Brave, isn’t it?»