Suho True Beauty Novels & Stories

TWELVE YEARS LATER, (12 yrs) At 20 years old, Jeisin was more pretty, good looked, intelligent, confident, ambitious, charmed and smart. She had a pure fair, soft built skin as her long dark brown hair moved straight on her back. Her cute face had glowed with her beautiful big blue eyes. And she has a sweet blossom soft lips. Her beauty has became incomparable. As she strongly resemble her mother, Miss Rayal in appearance and in benevolent. Then from her father's side, Annes as she resemble him in cheerfulness and in compassion.

She was so beautiful and when she smiled and moved to hug Gab, then Jude, Chris and then lastly Seven. I came to view her ass. It was big and wide too but I think mine is a little bigger and moderate, but damn, she is so beautiful. I have never seen a woman this gorgeous. I’ve never felt so intimidated all my life, just like I am now. I concluded that she’s more beautiful as her hands goes around Seven’s neck as she embraced him. My mouth hung open in shock…..

“So this is her.” Suhee was undeniably beautiful — poised and refined, with a commanding presence that exuded both power and grace. Her aura was cold, but elegant; the kind that made people look twice. She wasn’t tall, but her long, wavy dark hair, thin body, and porcelain-white skin made her stand out. Her lips were soft pink, and her almond-shaped eyes shimmered beneath the light — the kind of beauty that belonged on a K-pop stage.

Slithering her hands around Suho’s left arm. But he gently took off her arms from her grasp, smoothly cowering behind Kwanghee. Baekhina sulked as she went back to her seat. The rest of the girls were snickering and gossiping to each other, their eyes fixated on Suho. He had his long fringe brushed up and was glancing at the mirror to fix his sideburn. “When has he become this hot?” said one girl with blonde hair. “Tell me that. And I never knew the mole under his eye can be this sexy,” Another girl in bob haircut giving him a once-over.

Thinking that all he is doing is for the good of the country. My hunger had suddenly gone, as l clenched my fists eager to get away from this irritating man. " Oh you offended. It's relatable that all this is brought upon you all just because you are born with a silver spoon." He continued as he circled around me there and there taking some strands of my hair in his hands feeling it's texture. I start to fidget wanting him away from me. "Sosuke sama here is the food." One of those ladies dressing in a fancy bright kimono announced as she bowed her head going down with her hair which was styled nicely.

the blonde reporter said. At the corner of the screen, there was an image of a lady whose eyes were blurred out. In one frame, her face was very smooth and beautiful, tagged before using the BlueMoon skincare product, while in the second image, her face was burnt—charcoal dark, like something forgotten on a stovetop—and it was tagged after using BlueMoon skincare products.

Christine clarified while blushing. However,She did not expect him to unwrap the box then and there in front of her.Oh my God, She want to crawl into a hole.She will pretend that she did not see him opening the box. Sam found 6 little boxes inside the bigger box.He saw six different flavours- Mango, Chocolate,Strawberry,Cherry,Peach and Jasmine.Sam had already noticed that Christine is avoiding an eye contact with him. "Which favour do you like the most- Mango, Chocolate,Strawberry,Cherry,Peach and Jasmine?" Sam purposely asked this question.

“All this time you’ve been walking around the house in those baggy hoodies and loose jeans, pretending to be the perfect innocent little stepsister… and you’re actually Lunar Katt? The masked slut who twerks her ass and spreads her dripping pussy on camera for thousands of guys?” Her mouth fell open and closed several times opened again. Her face had gone completely pale like she was about to pass out. “Please… Nelson, it’s not what you think. I can explain…” I pulled my phone out, opened my secret folder, and hit play. The sound of her own pornstar moans immediately filled the small bathroom. On the screen, Lunar Katt was on all fours, completely naked except for the black mask, back arched

A British accent that makes your spine straighten even when you're alone on your couch. “Miss Harlow,” he said. “I've reviewed your portfolio. I'd like to discuss an exclusive sponsorship. Dinner tomorrow by eight, at the Peninsula. Wear a black dress and no patterns.” I didn’t ask how he got my number. I just said yes. By eight, I'm in the suite he reserved for the “meeting.” Wearing a short black silk slip dress, backless and clinging to every curve. No bra. Strappy heels that added to my height. My hair was down in loose waves, and my lips were painted deep red.

“Don’t worry, she’ll be fine. What do you want to eat?” Maria giggled, her fingers stroking his arm as she murmurs something into his ear. Tears threaten to spill, but I refused to let them see me break. I push through the doors, my heels clicking against the marbled floor as I went to the restroom. Inside, I collapse against the sink, sobbing silently. Until a deep, unfamiliar voice broke through my pain. “Hi, I’m Stefan—” I looked up with clouded eyes. “Stefan Andres?!!! CEO of The Wealth Club?!”. I widened my eyes in shock, with my lips parted and looking lost at him.