Suho Lee Mga Nobela at Kwento

She extended her phone towards me with tear-stained cheeks. I hesitantly took it and saw that it was a k pop news website. The article title read: Car Accident of Lee Jimin of SSB It said that the so-called kpop idol got into a car accident yesterday night and he's brutally injured. Along with his fans going fanatical over it and accompanied stuff; when, where, how, etc. And there was this picture of a striking fledgling man with brunette hair and a gorgeous leer gazing towards the camera.

It was obvious from the way they looked at me, wondering what laid beneath my modest outfits. Caleb Harlan, the camp's most popular badboy. He moved about with that smirk he wore on his face, one that said he heard every sermon on temptation but was till hell bent on being a tempter. Caleb was the guy smuggling in candy bars that tasted like forbidden heaven, telling ghost stories that caused the little ones to shiver in fear and flirting like it was his job.

“You’re the Silent Partner?” Soo-Jin nodded. “Yes. It’s me.” “But… how?” Liam asked, his voice filled with confusion. “How could you afford to buy all those shares? They’re worth billions. You’re just a program member. You don’t have that kind of money.” Soo-Jin smiled, a small, sad smile. “I know it’s hard to believe. But I’m not who you think I am. My maiden name is Soo-Jin Park. But after I got married, I became Soo-Jin Han. My husband was Jun-Ho Han, the founder of Han Global Investments. He was one of the richest men in the world. When he died five years ago, he left me his entire fortune. Billions of dollars. Companies, properties, investments… everything.”

” “Now that I’ve told about myself, are you ready to tell me about yourself?! We do not have to dive into anything heavy, just about you. Current hobbies, work life etc.” “Hi I’m Capri, I’m 31 years old and I a currently a SM at a chain of acquisition convenience stores. My hobbies includes reading, painting and paddle boarding.” “I’ve been anxious and maybe a little depressed lately.”

Soft duty. Shin was still crying. Even his sobs grew louder. Maybe Mrs. Duty is now wet from Shin's tears. "I have no one in this world. I have nothing in this world. I have no people who love me. Everyone hates me. I'm just a loser who should have chosen suicide. Well, I should have died. So now let me die!" ***

But seconds later, my heart rate started to slow down. "I'm good now. Thank you." I rest my back on the chair. "He's forty-one years old, a very successful businessman. He has been with us for more than five years I think. He's a good man, a perfect sugar daddy for you to start your baby steps in. No complaints from the previous girls. Usually ends from his side." She winked at me mischievously. "Okay then, what time tonight? I better get ready then. Got some homework that I need to do for tomorrow."

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.

I shouted, looking at him intently. "Ms. Kim Ahri Gaumond, I'm not making fun of you. You know what it is," he replied bluntly.

“Not my fault. I had to stay back in Sophia’s pack, carrying out duties to make sure her Father approved of me.” Liam served himself a glass of whiskey. “And you left us for two months.” Liam sat beside me. “A man needs to do what he has to do for his woman,” Max cocked a brow. Sipping my drink, “Has her Father approved?” “I won’t be back if he doesn't.” “This calls for celebration.” Liam picked up his glass, stretching it forward, “Let’s make a toast.” Max and I picked up our glasses, raising them. Liam continued. “We are making a toast to Leo’s successful wedding to Eira. We are making a toast to Max's approval with Sophia. And lastly, we are making a toast to my engagement with Daisy and

she threatened vehemently. I simply chuckled at her words and took a step back. "Just so you know, my name is Henry, a former beta of the Lycan Pack, and I want you to remember that I am watching you. If you dare do anything stupid to Sierra, I will make sure you regret it all. Not only that, but you will despise everything about yourself and realize that you are not fit to be a Luna, not only in the ghost pack but in every pack," I warned sternly. I walked away as I noticed her growing anger, and before I could turn to the other side, I heard her yell…