India
There is a whirring noise inside my ears, and my stomach is churning like it’s making butter in overtime. I swallow once and then two more times. I’m trying to coat the dryness of my throat, but nothing is working, and it’s making my chest burn. Why the f**k was Ms. Park trying to kill me? What the hell did I even do to her for her to even come after me? Was she his die-hard fan, or was she just some psycho who wanted Hae-in all to herself? I get that he’s hot, but damn, no d**k is worth dying over, especially d**k I haven’t sampled, let alone get a good look at it.
I shake my head because the situation is serious and here I am thinking about what’s between the man’s legs.
“There’s going to be a change in plans.”
I scoff, “You think? I gotta call Sawyer and Finn. Can you let your
