Black Swan Documentary Kpop Novels & Stories

He might be the dangerous Saint Vicenzo Santorini for others, the man that they shouldn't dare to cross- but despite that he has a soft heart, he has a gentle side, he is considerate, sweet, caring and he's childish. He flash a sexy smile at me and then he pulled a red velvet box on the back of his back pocket making me cry more. The overwhelming feeling is driving me crazy that I couldn't- I don't know what to say. "Stop crying baby, I am not doing this to make you cry " he whisper "I want you to be happy Svanna, my wife, my black swan. Despite with my imperfection, I hope that letting you have all of me is enough to make you want me too. I am loving you like a swan. I love you so much Svan

"Are you okay?" "NO, I AM NOT OKAY," Elena squealed, not taking her eyes off her phone. "This music video is amazingggg. Look at Namjoon! OMG, Jin looks so hot. V is literally killing meeeee." Luke groaned. "You should have warned me to prepare myself for an episode of your fangirling." "Well, I didn't know Bighit was going to drop another MV for black swan," she replied, her eyes still fixed on the phone. "My babies. I missed them soooo much."

"Please... don't do this." ​"Hush, little swan," He whispered against my lips, staring down at my tear-stained, helpless face with a look of pure, dark awe. He seemed completely captivated by my vulnerability, drunk on the knowledge that he was the first to ever open me up like this, before he hungrily claimed my mouth once again. ​With a sudden, powerful movement, he hoisted my body up, laying my backside directly against the smooth mahogany of his desk. He didn't care that the sudden shift completely crumpled and scattered his multi-million-dollar corporate documents across the floor.