Bloodline of Sin
He reached out, his warm, rough fingers capturing Jun’s restless hand, pinning it to the seat leather.
"You know what? Think of this as a party," Min stated, his thumb stroking the back of Jun’s hand in a rhythm that was unconsciously soothing.
"It’s a Gala," Jun countered, his voice tight. "Charity, something about saving the whales, or the dolphins... I wasn’t paying much attention to the briefing earlier. Sorry."
Min let out a short, dark laugh. "Look out the window, Jun-woo. What do you see?"
Jun glanced at the line of cars snaking up the illuminated driveway of the hillside estate. "Rich people."
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