Choi Yeonjun Novels & Stories

It annoyed the hell out of him. A few moments later, a big male pushed his way through the crowd, gently moving the children out of the way in order to get to Leah. Theo watched with a scowl on his face as the male wrapped Leah in his thick arms and planted a kiss on her plump lips. Theo gritted his teeth as the kiss seemed to go on for ages amidst the catcalls and whistles coming from those around them. The couple seemed to forget they even had an audience as they tried desperately to suck each other’s faces off.

She was transfixed by him. “Maya! Maya!” She jumped back into reality. It was Mia calling her as she saw her friend lost in thought. She was still looking at him as he was walking her way. The girls all fawning over him, guys greeting him. She wanted to know who he was. “Who is that?” She uttered. “That’s Alex.” Mia responded. He was inching closer. This man was handsome, so handsome looking at him hurt. He was getting closer and closer. She couldn’t breathe… There he was right in front of her, his eyes locking in on her. Those smouldering sea green eyes. He smiled. “Hi, I’m Alex.” He reached out a hand at her. She looked at his hand and slowly reached out to shake his hand. She felt like sh

The only sound was the snap-snap of Madam Choi’s fan and the drumming of the rain against the glass. Felix was about to make a joke about the tension just to stop his own brain from imploding, when the heavy doors creaked open one last time. Instead of the expected lawyer, a woman stood in the doorway. She possessed a soft appearance, seemingly untouched by the harsh world of the Mafia, with prominent cheekbones and dark eyes. Chey Ji-yoon, formerly known as Han Ji-yoon, Min’s sister. He remembered Jun mentioning her. The one who escaped. The one who married a dentist from one of the wealthiest families in South Korea or something and tried to pretend she was never a Han.

Angelique asked, confused. “Yeah. Trunks is his nickname, but his name is Juhoon Choi. He’s in Business, Level 200. He arrived last year, and he’s number one among the five S-Class students. He’s Korean-American — the son of the Korean business tycoon Seungmin Choi, CEO of H Holdings, and Xiaolin Feng, heiress of the Sash Conglomerate.” “You mean THE H and THE Sash?” Angelique repeated.

“About what?” “My job,” I whispered. “It wasn’t a coincidence. It wasn’t a real opportunity either. It was Giovanni. He owns the company, he orchestrated the interview, the offer, everything. I was just a pawn… I didn’t even realize it until he said it today. I was played for a fool and simply because I refused to listen, simply because I chose to be stubborn.” Damon’s eyes darkened slightly, but not with anger at me, at least, not the kind I feared.

Brian asked. "Yes." I said trying to sound as happy as he was even though inside I was dying. After a few hours or so of me changing in and out of dresses I had finally found the one that hugged my body the way I liked it. It was a purple one strap dress that showed off my small figure with a big diamond flower in the center of it which was almost like a buckle. So I loved how the dres felt on my body. and how it felt when I touched it. Brian smiled then he came closer to me. "This is the one sweetie. Let's get your jewlery out shall we?" He lead me to the bathroom and picked out a variety of choices of necklaces for me to wear as well as bracelets and earrings. I picked out what would match

"You must be Andrea's wife?" I nodded before looking over to Andrea. He was dancing salsa on the table with a few of the other important men in his cartel. They were all so drunk and it was sort of funny but it was still Andrea. "I'm Julia," she said. "I only know him through my mate." "I'm Ella," I said shaking her outstretched hand. She had a warm tone and just radiated friendliness as she smiled. "Who is your mate?" I asked. "You probably know him," she began. "Chico. One of Andrea's guards."

Jin Kim He too like Namhyuk is a brunette. He is the eldest member of the group, and the 'mom' of the group to be honest. He's amazing at cooking, as to how the members described in the interviews, he's handsome but unlike the other members, he's proud of his beauty. 3. Yuki min

Yeah, So not weird. “I have to go back to the table.” I slid away easily or that was what I thought. Because Mr Young pulled me back by my wrist and without missing a beat, grabbed my hips and placed me on the counter - like I weighed a feather. He was standing too close for my liking, I had never seen him up this close. I could see everything, his dark long eyelashes that connected to his eyelid or the way his eye colour seemed lighter and fuller. Mr Young is indeed the most beautiful man in the whole universe, there was a small frown on lips which I wanted to smoothe over so much.