❝You promise people the world in order to get them into bed with you.❞
Kibum lowered his magazine, the words of the girl making the corner of his lips twitch in a cynical smile. “But I do not fail to give them exactly what I promise.”
He got up, the magazine soon forgotten on top of his favorite chair of the common rooms. Then he walked over her, his steps measured. Hazel eyes remained dark and sharp, a light tilt of his lips finally becoming a soft smile that didn’t reach his eyes. His hand brushed the girl’s long hair, fingers curling a lock of hair around them lightly. “I give them the lies,” he whispered, his voice like a caress, silky and hypnotizing. “I give them the cheating,” his lips were pulled into a wider mocking smile as he looked up at her. “And I give them the pleasure. What is wrong with that?”














