Twenty three

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Your POV I looked at him as he stared at me, at my almost n***d body. The ripped shirt was barely, just barely covering my n*****s. Embarrassed I joined the ripped up shirt with one hand and slapped Jungkook's face with the other. After that I scooted back, out of his reach, to the edge of the bed. His face still in the direction in which I slapped him, "Since you already slapped me." He turned his face to me, "Can I see your body now?" "Excuse me!!?" " Your beautiful."  What? I raised my hand to slap him again. "You can slap me." He said, "But let me see." What is wrong with this man?!! I lowered my arm and got off the bed to walk out of the room. I opened the door with one hand, still clutching my shirt with the other when the door was closed again with a strong hand. A silhoue

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