My father sold me to the Mafia King

He exhaled a long, heavy sigh, looking around the empty, bare space which was entirely devoid of any extra furniture, before 그는 muttered coldly:

”There is not a single piece of clothing here in this cabin. I will explicitly have to order something suitable tomorrow and have someone bring it to us.”

I narrowed my eyes in absolute loathing, my breath hitching in my chest:

”Is this another filthy, cheap excuse to keep me trapped here with you?”

He shifted his jaw with rigid hardness, denying it in a flat, dry tone:

”No... damn your thoughts, it is not like that.”

I curled my lips in absolute disgust, shouting in open condemnation:

”Does this mean I am going to be locked inside these walls with you all night against my will?”

He let out a low, arrogant laugh that echoed through the quiet space, locking his burning gaze onto mine as he delivered a blatant provocation:

”Yes.”

I exhaled in pure helplessness, taking a sharp step forward as I growled:

”Then show me the room quickly so I can rest by myself right now!”

Jake walked ahead of me with heavy, sweeping strides, his massive, naked physique casting dominant shadows across the hallway due to the faint light slicing through the rising steam. He unhurriedly pushed the bedroom door open and walked in ahead of me. I immediately turned to him, a deep knot tightening between my brows:

”Where the hell do you think you are going?”