Kim Si Hyeon Novels & Stories

See the Details. Phix is Park Entertainment's first and most popular group. Byun Jihoon is 23, and the group leader. Such a scandal puts everything at stake. Hyun Bin is making another call. It appears he has his hands full today. The car comes to a stop and I realise we're at a bus stop. Henry the driver comes around to open my door. With one last worried look at Hyun Bin, I step out. "Thank you," I say to Henry, who nods and goes back to the driver's side. The car peels away.

Christy, with a smile on her face while talking to Alex Kim. I watched them carefully. Time seemed to slow down when I saw Alex Kim’s smiles while talking to Christy. Christy is beautiful, she’s so beautiful. She’s tall, white and fair, long wavy hair and I like her body. Obviously, she really took care pf it. Her fans also love her dearly because she is also a member of the Moon Girl Group. One of the popular group here in South Korea. They look so good to each other… I immediately put their foods on the table when Nathan Jung approached me and helped me.

He dipped his head, and stepped to one side. My annoyance at Mason getting the getting the better of me; “My name is Sienna...” I bite out. “Not Luna.” I couldn’t find it in myself to apologies at this moment for my own clumsiness of not looking where I was going. But at this moment I was far too riled up.

"I don't care about him." "Fine. If you said so." She picked a bag of chips on the side table and opened it. I focused my attention on the TV screen. "Hey, who's that handsome guy? The one in black shirt?" I asked Caren. We were watching a Korean action series on Netflix. “Park Hae Jin," she replied. “In fairness, he's hot and yummy. I like his lips.” “Really?” She raised her brows. “You think he's more good looking than Sir Lenos?"

Almost like coding. “What are you doing?” I ask curiously, looking confused as I watch him type away “Hacking into the System Database” Came His clipped answer, a Signal that he Won't Give up Much information. “Bingo” I squint My eyes at the screen, at the Sound of his Voice, “Son's name is Roman, was born August 5. There's no Other information about his friends, School, or Anything Else.” “What about the year?” “It doesn't say here”

“Shadow’s Korean name Ji-hoon meant 'ambition' and 'meritorious deed'. You can say he was born to do great things. But it would be a mistake to downplay his mother’s, Ma’am Meow’s, influence behind the scenes. Mrs. Kim was a force of nature.

Arching an eyebrow, I tried to read the words that sprouted out of her mouth. “Mind repeating once again?” I said, taking off the earphones. “I said, did your friends fucking ditch you for being the hungry slut you are?” She almost yelled, grabbing the attention of the crowd surrounding us. Massaging my right ear, I looked at her in confusion. “Kassie, once more, I cant seem to hear you.” “Its Kate.” She gritted out. “Look Kimberley, I’m not interested in your blabbering, leave.” I said, nonchalantly.

Katherine answered. Move on? I couldn't. My entire career was borne of Nikolas. It sounded like such a shallow thing to say but who was I kidding? I got most of my endorsement and shoots because those industries wanted to be on Nik's good side. A large portion of my social media audience were women who simped for Nik because he was young, rich, and equally good-looking. I would lose all that once it became public knowledge that Nikolas Sica had dumped me. Bad publicity could be good publicity but my career would be plunged to the depths of this got out.

Andy and I do just that. We go inside a Bently. Dae-Hyun's older brother speaks as he gets in front, "I'll drop her off first because it's the gentlemanly thing to do." "Heard and accepted," Andy nods as he gets into the passenger seat. I was in the back. "We weren't properly introduced, I'm Hugo Lee, Lee Hyun-Ki being my true, Korean name. But like my brother, I prefer being called my Korean name, unless it's business related."

"Oh! Sergey, this is Kim Seo-joon," Kyrian said, beaming. "But I call him Joon-Hyung. He was the one I stayed with in Korea while Dad was doing business there. He basically raised me for two years." He turned to Seo-joon. "Hyung, means 'Big Brother' in Korean. And Hyung, this is Sergey, my best friend." Seo-joon adjusted his rimless glasses, a polite, charming smile playing on his lips. He looked every bit the powerful CEO—sharp grey suit, perfectly styled hair, and an aura of calm authority.