Bake my love
As I was busy scolding my brain, Azeil went towards Emir and sat beside his counter, Emir who was oblivious to anything happening around him, was engaging himself swoonly on his work, trust me, sometimes he is unpredictable.
Azeil said something in Emir's ear, to which he didn't reply but gave a scary haunting look to him, to which the former one chuckled, why is he so pissed off all the time??
Emir:
Why the hell on earth, do Azeil tugged her wrist, I seriously want to yank his hand away from her fragile delicate wrist, but I am helpless, it's obviously my brother .
But this awkward feeling is never leaving my stomach, tieing knots at the edges of my body is just uncontrollable, I never want
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