Lahat ng Kabanata ng Seducing the Enemy.: Kabanata 41 - Kabanata 50

Zürich, Switzerland. Ten months earlier…"You’re awake!" Eugene-Chan was gripping her hand tightly. "Thank God!"Her gray eyes darted from side to side. The tube in her mouth kept her from speaking, and her entire body felt numb."Don’t be afraid," her friend continued holding her hand. "You had an accident while skiing. You were lost in a snowstorm. The rescue team found you buried under a thick layer of ice. Apparently, you were there for over forty-eight hours. When we found you, the ice had frozen and burned parts of your skin, and the hypothermia was wreaking havoc on your body. They had to put in a bypass… Honestly, there was no hope you’d survive." Eugene-Chan was crying with emotion. "But you’ve finally woken up..."Another familiar face appeared before her eyes—it was Namie. The blonde approached Eugene-Chan and hugged him, also crying."Everything is going to be okay," she said softly, stroking her forehead. "You’re a strong girl. You’re in the best hospital in Zürich. We’ve

2:30 A.M.Her back pressed against the door, Giulian’s hands caressed her torso beneath her clothes, their tongues intertwined, his fingers unbuttoning her shirt..."Ah!" Their mouths parted briefly, gasping for breath.They left their shoes at the entrance and entered the apartment without stopping their kisses or caresses. Giulian pulled Sotomayor’s body close and kissed her passionately. He trailed down her neck with his tongue, drawing soft moans from her lips and feeling her body tremble in his arms."I love you! I love you! I love you!" he whispered wildly into her ear.Sotomayor wrapped her arms around him, holding tightly. By then, their torsos were bare, their faces flushed with passion.Afterward, Giulian sat on the stairs, pulling her onto his lap, and they continued their passionate encounter. Her soft hands ran down his back and arms, while his large hands rested on her hips, rocking her body gently.He embraced her tenderly."Everything okay?" he asked, kissing her cheek.

Seoul, Korea. Six years ago…"After her!" shouted a tall girl with reddish hair tied back in a ponytail.The girl and three others with the same hairstyle ran after a teenager wearing oversized, outdated glasses and her hair tied in two pigtails behind her ears. They chased her down to the gymnasium, where they delighted in pushing and messing up her hair."Don’t you ever get near Lee again! He’s mine and no one else’s!""Let that be clear!" the others shouted. "Japanese girl! She thinks every boy should fall for her just because she’s a foreigner!""What are you doing?" A girl’s voice made the group step away from the trembling girl as they gestured for silence."Jina!" said the red-haired girl, smiling. "Nothing, we were just hanging out.""Hyori, I’ve told you before, I’m not your 'Jina,'" she replied coldly, ignoring her and offering her hand to the crying girl on the floor, who was holding her broken glasses. "Beating up girls again? Aren’t you ashamed?""She was asking for it...

"Now what’s going on?! I’m starving, I haven’t eaten a bite since we got here!" she protested."Namie has something important to tell you!" He dragged her almost by force to where the blonde was standing."What’s going on?" she asked in surprise upon seeing them approach."What’s so important that you have to say?" Sotomayor glared at her angrily."Me?" The blonde looked at the brown-haired man who was gesturing from behind Sotomayor. "Ah! Yes! Giulian called you to invite you to dinner!""And why did he call you and not me?" she asked, puzzled. The blonde laughed and gave a silly excuse…Meanwhile, Yukio walked over to the dessert table and grabbed one in each hand. Ankit kept distracting the Americans who refused to leave the area."Mr. Tanarro," Thomas addressed him with a hint of arrogance. "What’s your opinion on the high cost of the projects?""Huh?" Yukio, caught off guard with a pastry in each hand, looked at him coldly, as if he despised him. "The projects are expensive, but

Another beautiful morning begins.The first thing she did was open the first page of that notebook where she was supposed to write the list. She had been thinking about it the night before, but in the end, she didn’t manage to write anything because her mind was occupied solely by the image of the gray-eyed girl who was comfortably asleep on the sofa.She opened the small window of the bedroom and leaned her head out to enjoy the beautiful view a little more. The summer breeze tousled her chestnut hair, which hadn’t been cut in more than three months and now moved rebelliously across her face.From the window, she observed her street and recognized Kentzuque, who was wearing his gym uniform and walking casually beside his friends. She immediately knew that teenager would skip class again and smiled."One of these days, you're going to get into serious trouble for skipping school… When you're an adult, you’ll wish you could go back to your school days and then you’ll regret wasting tim