
Jio sat behind the wheel of his Bugatti Divo, with its distinctive handsome face, as well as a dazzling aura that was hereditary. Ah, all the girls would easily bend their knees in front of him.
But alas, the young man just continued to focus on staring at the sturdy iron fence that was still tightly closed. Without a care some vehicles passing by beside him turned towards him to steal a glance.
Yes, one name that may only be a hiding place of two people who are the same - the same harboring the same taste, without daring to express. A...