Suddenly Lovers - MOONSUN G!P
Being one of the four heirs to her father's advertising and propaganda companies, Moonbyul holds great power in her hands. She had chosen to manage the branch within the Asian continent, in her home country, even though she was aware that this was not her wish. She had never wanted to follow the family career that her brothers shared because of fame, which like it or not, was dangerous for someone who hid the constant addiction to meeting call girls. Yongsun is a luxury prostitute who has suffered through a troubled adolescence since the deaths of her parents and the elopement of her older sister, which has caused her to go through many losses throughout her life. She dropped out of school at an early age in order to support herself, and in the midst of one of those turns, she had found programs to be the only valid option to achieve this. And although she hated having to do what she had been doing all these years, she didn't see any way to leave the profane life she led. After the great upheaval that her most recent breakup had caused, Moonbyul determined to herself that she would never allow herself to be cheated on again. Yongsun, who had been exempted from many experiences and forced to mature early, had never believed in the possibility of loving someone, much less being loved back. But what could happen when, in a one-night stand, two women bound together by hopelessness find themselves so similarly attracted? ✧. MOONSUN.┊MOONBYUL!INTERSEXUAL┊HOT!FANFICTION┊¡ADAPTATION!┊+18. — Copyright © 2019. All rights reserved.
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