All Chapters of Dynamic kiss “love has no limit”: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

The fluorescent lights of the employment program room hummed as my frustration grew. At thirty, I felt stuck in the prologue of my life while everyone else lived their epic tales. Mrs. Davies, the supervisor with a permanent smile, praised my attentiveness before adding gently that I should tailor my resume to highlight transferable skills – her way of saying my lack of corporate experience was daunting. For a decade, I’d bounced between odd jobs, travel, and soul-searching that didn’t even qualify me for a paperclip factory.I trudged home, her words sitting heavy in my stomach like lead. My dingy apartment felt smaller than ever, its peeling wallpaper mirroring my sense of decay. Then my phone buzzed: a picture from my sister Jessica of her hand – adorned with an engagement ring – intertwined with her fiancé Mark’s. I felt a mix of happiness and a sharp pang of envy and regret.Jessica texted that the wedding was in March, then another message made me freeze: she’d lied to Mark’s tr

The ballroom air crackled with unspoken tension long after Tyler's stiletto heels clicked away. The lingering taste of Liam's lips on mine was a strange mix of exhilarating and completely unsettling. I glanced at him, expecting… something. Amusement? Annoyance? But his face was a carefully constructed mask of indifference."Well," I said, breaking the silence, "that certainly diffused the situation."He turned to me, his eyes cold and distant. "Don't get any ideas, Kayla. That was a performance. Nothing more."The words stung, sharper than I expected. "I'm perfectly aware of that, Liam. I'm not the one who seems to be having trouble separating reality from fiction."He ignored the jab, his gaze sweeping the room. "Emotions aren't part of this deal. Understood?""Perfectly," I snapped, my own anger simmering. "Just so we're clear, I don't appreciate being used as a pawn in your little game.""Then don't act like one," he retorted, his voice dangerously low.I glared at him, my fists cl

The Bæbë Phi Universe building loomed before me, a sleek, modern skyscraper that seemed to pierce the clouds. It was a monument to success, a testament to the Chen family’s power and influence. As I stepped out of the cab, clutching my (borrowed) designer handbag, I couldn't shake the feeling that I was entering the lion's den.The lie was firmly in place. I was Kayla Moore, devoted mother to eight-year-old Leo, ready to conquer the corporate world. The "family photo," courtesy of Jordan and a surprisingly cooperative Leo, was safely tucked away in my purse, ready to be deployed at a moment's notice.I took a deep breath and walked through the revolving doors, stepping into a lobby that was even more impressive than I had imagined. Gleaming marble floors, towering sculptures, and a waterfall cascading down a glass wall created an atmosphere of opulent tranquility.The receptionist, a statuesque blonde with an unnervingly perfect smile, greeted me with a practiced warmth. "Good morning

The morning after my chilling encounter with Kang Jin Chen dawned grey and ominous, mirroring the knot of anxiety that had taken root in my stomach. The brief illusion of control I had felt after confronting Liam had evaporated, leaving behind a gnawing sense of dread. I was a puppet dancing on strings held by forces far more powerful and ruthless than I could have imagined.Still, I had a job to do. Or rather, a role to play. And if I was going to survive in this viper's nest, I needed to master the art of deception.I arrived at Bæbë Phi Universe with a forced smile plastered on my face, determined to project an air of confidence that belied the turmoil within. I navigated the lobby with practiced ease, nodding politely to the receptionist and striding towards the elevators as if I belonged there.My destination was the "Program Members" department, a euphemistic title for what I suspected was a glorified customer service division. Liam had vaguely described it as the "heart and sou

The air in the room grew thick and heavy, the already tense atmosphere ratcheting up several degrees. The men around the table, powerful and ruthless in their own right, shifted uncomfortably, their usual bravado replaced by a palpable unease. The reason? Kang Jin Chen had arrived.He didn't simply enter; he *commanded* the space. The double doors swung open with a resounding thud, and he strode in, radiating an aura of absolute authority. His presence was a physical force, silencing the murmur of conversation and drawing all eyes to him.He was a man sculpted from granite, his features sharp and unforgiving, his eyes like chips of ice. The impeccably tailored suit couldn't disguise the underlying power, the coiled spring of barely contained rage that seemed to vibrate around him.He surveyed the room, his gaze sweeping over each of us in turn, lingering for a moment on me before dismissing me as if I were a piece of furniture. The silence stretched, punctuated only by the frantic bea