Handsome Gangster Love Trap

Handsome Gangster Love Trap
It's disgusting!!!



Just by looking at it. Surely everyone knows if the young men are a group of naughty teenagers who like to find trouble and make money everywhere, with the word 'brandal' attached to them.


Most of them are victims of broken homes or those who lack the love and affection of their parents. Drunk, brawl, wild racing, until free romance seems to be their daily food.


And strangely, despite choosing to walk at the intersection. But not a few women put their hearts on them. Maybe because the young men have an unusually handsome face, but also because of the status of those who come from respectable families.


Although they had the appearance of the gods of ancient Greece, they were still a collection of jerks that always caused problems.


Not a few of them who have a brain messum and become invaders of love, but there are also brandals who claim if he is an abnormal person. Then that becomes the question? Is he really abnormal?


"Hi is handsome, alone," a woman approached the young man who looked indifferent. He only glanced at her then focused on the drink in his hand.


The young man snorted cynically, observed the woman's clothes were super minimal like less material.


Ignoring the woman and paying attention to her drink again, it was as if the woman was just a worthless lump of dust. His indifferent nature seems to say that He has no interest whatsoever in all the sexiness offered.


"Go lady, I'm not interested in you!!" said ketus. He drove the woman away, his existence really bothering her.


"Why did you refuse him? Obviously he was the star of the club tonight" said a bartender looking at what the young man in front of him had just done.


The young man 'Zian' again sipped his drink calmly. "How noisy are you. You look like those boys for a long time, Frans!! Don't ruin my mood. And just so you know. I'm just here for fun" great-grandson Zian explained.


"You're really weird. There are obviously a lot of women who want to be close to you, but why don't you give them the slightest bit of space to get close to you? Thinking about the past?! Frankly, I'm surprised what makes you reject all the women who try to get close to you,"


Zian gulped back his vodka "Because they are all annoying creatures," he replied indifferently.


Frans shook his head, He is completely inexhaustible with this cousin of his. While his gang mates are competing to be able to sleep with many women, but he actually avoids even though many women are willing to open their legs for him.


"You haven't tried it, man. Connecting with women is fun, even with men. But it feels so different." Frans said at length.


"Hoek," Zian held onto his stomach which felt nauseous. Frans' words really made her want to vomit.


"Fuck you, Lu. I just want to share the fun with you. Because among all the members of Black Phoenix you're the only one who has never felt the joy and paradise of the world." Frans Long said.


Frans chuckled while shaking his head. His cousin never changed, sniffled and had a sharp mouth. Even Zian's nature was much colder than the last he remembered, and Frans could not remember the last time he saw Zian smiling and being friendly.


"You really are a strange man, Zian. You're handsome, rich, but you're minus everything. Wild racing, drunkenness, brawling, filling your body with tattoos, piercing. I wonder why you'd rather stay in your luxurious mansion than stay in it,"


Zian grunting. "Without me even explaining it, surely you already know what my reasons are, Frans. On the other hand because I like challenges," he replied flatly.


"But, Zian. How can you finance your life if your dad has frozen all your credit cards?" Frans looked at Zian worriedly. Zian sipped his drink calmly.


"I don't care, even my earnings from wild racing are much more promising. And just so you know, my savings are more than enough to buy a luxury house in the Lu mansion's class. I'm not that sad, Frans,"


Yes, it is true what Zian said, maybe not many know if Zian has bought a super luxury apartment in the elite area of Seoul. Even Zian can also buy the latest sports car from the results of his wild race. Crazy indeed, but a Lu indeed cannot be underestimated.


Zian raised his right eyebrow watching Frans thrust a small notebook at him.


"In the notebook, there are more than 500 female biodata plus photos and phone numbers. You can call one of them to have fun, and I guarantee you'll be satisfied,"


Zian grieves dislikes. "disgusting,"


Frans laughed again at the swearing of the youngest Lu, Frans grinned at the annoyed face of Zian. "If you're ready, call me. We're gonna do a double....?"


"Shittt, just die, Frans," Ketus Zian interrupted Frans.


The creaking of the chair in the back pull along with Zian rose from his seat, the next second only his strapping back that was only covered in white singlet that followed his curves was caught by the Frans jade.


The young man again broke down a smile, teasing the cousin was indeed the most pleasant thing. And not for five minutes, Zian's figure had disappeared from the reach of his eyes


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Seriate.