روايات وقصص ضمن Kim Sihyun

🎶 Capri got in the shower singing this - Keri Hilson song. Then.. 🎶 I should have lied, I should have cheated, Baby I should have went out to the club, Oh baby I, I should have played you Cause you don’t appreciate me. Ohhhhhh 🎶 - Keisha Cole 🎶 I can’t believe I believe everything we had would last, so young and naïve of me to think she was from your past, can’t believe I fell for your schemes. I am so smarter than that. I wasss wronggggg🎶

She wasn’t going to fall for his ploys any longer and she was going to enjoy her life the best she could. The news about Minho and his humiliating defeat spread like wildfire. It spread so far that it reached Yuna’s cousin’s house; Kim, Haemi. She was Yuna’s cousin from her father’s side. General Junho had 2 brothers and their names were Namjun and Dongwoo. Junho was the oldest out of the three. Namjun was the second oldest son and the current right Prime Minister. Dongwoo was the youngest and he was also Haemi’s father.

He immediately grabbed her waist and held her close to him when she tried to step back and kissed her again. Kimberly went and stood by the ginger guy and Tai looked between them awkwardly. "Tai," Indianna said and stood next to her. "This is Harry and Kal. Guys, this is Tai. She's new." The guys both looked at Tai and she stared at them with blank expressions. "Hi, Tai," Kal called and smiled widely. "Welcome to this shithole!"

he suggests. I purse my lips and pull the iPad on the desk closer to me. I open up my calendar. I had four calendars that needed to work in tandem. I had mine, Rae's, Poppy's, the figurehead of The Howard Holdings Company, Audrey Ellis, my fun brunette persona when I wanted to forget my life for a while, and my reclusive ginger Frankie James. Frankie was never on my calendar, unfortunately. Audrey only makes appearances because she was more or less my alter ego for the gentlemen's club, Eve. And realistically, Rae and Poppy are the same person. Poppy is just to save face for Rae. I'd always be Rae Spencer no matter how much I tried to run away from that life.

“Namgyu’s in town. He wants to see you.” A small chill ticked down my spine. Kim Namgyu, a korean 35 year old guy. he is the sort of man who can make a room laugh while quietly removing a problem with two fingers. He owns an empire of neon: a hundred and ten clubs, bars, and restaurants stitched across the country like a constellation with cover charges. Caisen calls him “a charming malfunction.” I call him Sierra’s favorite disaster. He’s terrifying in the way oceans are: beautiful until you’re under.

I had no idea what was drawn but on my… it was so hot. He wore a white T-shirt with its buttons stopped working right above his belly. He tucked in his shirt in neatly tailored suit pants. He had no belt on but it rested firmly around his waist. One of his hands was in his pocket, while the other was out, showcasing the expensive-looking rings he had around his fingers. He had other accessories like earrings, bracelets, and a necklace that had his name ‘KILHAN’ written boldly on it. His formal shoes were sparkling under the club lights. Without a doubt, he was a god.

Hello, Kita," Chun said nervously as he reached to take her hand. Kita placed her hand in his hand as she bowed. "Oh, you don't have to do that!" Chun exclaimed. "Nice to meet you, Chun. You have a unique name, Kita said with that charming expression. "Oh, thank you! It's my stage name. My real name is Lee Chunhyun." Chun replied, smiling broadly, as his eyes traveled over Kita's pretty face, features, and physical body. "Well, your real name is just as unique," "Kita said, giving him direct eye contact with a charming smile as she noticed his thick, glossy hair.

♤♤♤♤♤♤♤ (Back in Korea) After work that day, Dae-Hyun was exhausted with the planning and the interviews that had to be done with the junior staff to finalise the team moving to the merger branch, he just needed a drink and some sleep but in his car on the way home he got a call from is friend Seojoon

His friends immediately hooted at him for getting rejected. Sighing, I turned away to look at the swimmers. To my avail, they had their eyes fixed on me, even Zachariah. His Adam apple bobbing up and down as he starred at me with those beautiful hooded eyes that had got me captivated. He hastily turned around, showing his chiseled back to me. “Let the tournament of 2022 begin.” The boy---Hades, yelled in the mic, the huge crowd erupted in cheers. The thumping of the music getting louder and louder by each passing minute.

“YOU HAVE TO LET ME GO, YOU TRUNK OF A MAN!” A low, sinister chuckle leaves his lips at my lame insult, his wide shoulders shaking slowly at the motion. “My name is Santino Ricca.”