Summary
“It’s too thick. Can you see it’s dripping down?” He pulled his finger out of the mess and showed it to me. I didn’t want this at all, but it feels so good that I feel like I’m going to melt… There’s nothing good about being the president’s daughter. Up until now, everything has been decided by my father. School, friends, even work. This time, he tries to decide on his own until marriage! The other person is Mr. Sumi, the secretary of my father, and I don’t really know what he’s thinking. Such a person said, “Would you like to pretend to be engaged for only three months? Of course, your body. If you’re willing to accept it for just three months, I’ll ask the president to break off the deal.”
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