Yeonwoo's Innocence 소설 & 이야기

" they responded immediately. After issuing instructions to his men, Hyun-woo swiftly departed, making his way to his villa with Hwangbu trailing closely behind. Upon reaching the villa, he went inside his room, while Hwangbu remained stationed at the doorway. He then removed his Venetian and hyperreal mask as he felt overheated. Afterwards, he walked into the bathroom to refresh himself. A cold shower revitalized his body, replenishing the energy levels that he needed for an intimate encounter with Kang Boram later. While cleansing his body with soap, thoughts of Park So-hee suddenly crossed his mind. It was his first time to feel a strong interest in a woman so he wouldn't stop until he wo

His female partner is beautiful and is much shorter, coming up to his shoulder, her black hair tied back in a bun. I opened the door wide and let them in. As soon as we settled ourselves on the couch, Wonwoo started to talk. "We would like to ask you some questions pertaining to Mr. Yoon's stabbing." he looked apologetic. "We are particularly concerned, Jeonghan is a very good friend of ours, and you know that right?" I nodded.

The maid said and Raven bowed to her “You probably haven't been informed yet but… You'll be working as a maid here, Office work for staff is completely forbidden under Mr.Yoo… He says she doesn't like playing office and would rather work alone” Jamie said and Raven just nodded, It wasn't like she was actually expecting to be hired for an office job, she's got no job experience let alone knowledge what goes on in the Yoo Company “Then, Please follow me I'll show you your room” Jamie said and Raven nodded and followed behind her

Missy, with her soft smile and the innocence she still clung to, despite the world she had been thrown into. She had no idea about these games of power, about the claws of the mafia digging deeper into her life. I closed my eyes briefly, the image of her face steadying me. I couldn’t drag her into this darkness. Not her. She deserved better than this twisted legacy. When I opened my eyes, Noelle was watching me, calculating as always. “This isn’t over,” I said quietly, turning toward the door. “No,” she agreed, her voice silk and steel.

This made Cyril straightened his back, he looked at Shawn and nodded his head. He wasn't wrong, his men were always very possessive of their boss, if they sensed even the slightest harmful intention of someone regarding him, they wouldn't think twice before shooting them dead. And after today, he realized that his Innocent Ana wasn't exactly so good tempered. He felt an ache on his head remembering how she didn't even hesitate before smashing the thing on his head but he also remembered her reaction afterwards.

I calmed down and explained it to Bain, my new assistant. “But, boss--” “First, I think sir is better, secondly, do you know her better than me?” He looked down. “I am sorry, sir” I got up. “Okay. out” He went out of my office and I sighed standing near the window and looking out. The state was so beautiful. I can see so many buildings from this place, and they all look so beautiful. I put my hands in my pocket and smiled. How can Bain be so stupid to think that Heather compromised that security? She doesn’t even have the papers with her anymore; I asked her.

His nails were digging into her shoulders. "I don't think she takes you seriously." One of Sochun's friends called out, laughing. Jiwoon shoved him to the side. "Maybe I should make her take me seriously." He leaned close to her ears and whispered. "I still have those videos." And Doona's expression went from that of fear to that of horror. Sochun was met with an erratic struggle after his statement. Doona whaled around, she flopped her arms in an attempt to hit him in the face and escape.

Min-ah screeched at Jae Joon to finally get his scrutiny as her honey-brown eyes spurred and ruddy chubby cheeks hoisted in fervour gazing at her twin for a response. Greyish brown eyes diminished glaring at the picture on the TV screen as his ears earned a red hue in amusement. "Woahh! That's me.", Jae Joon murmured with an unsettled tone illustrating awe. Something in Woojin was so transcendental and tantalizing that they both got engulfed in the TV screen, wowing at the man who was percolating the cliché of "hot bad boy" with a jaw slenderer than his cheekbones, guided down to his curvaceous lips.

Seo Hayoon folded her arms, her tone calm but razor-sharp. “I’ve been investigating that transferee, Seo Joonwoo. The kid’s record is spotless, too spotless. He keeps his head down, but everywhere he goes, people change.” Her gaze flicked toward Reo briefly, then back to Minseok. “First, he broke the balance among the first years. Then he united them. And if that wasn’t enough, he even made Lee Seojun, that Lee Seojun submit willingly.” Hyunwoo whistled under his breath. “That psycho Seojun? Damn. I thought he’d only kneel to death itself.”

“Well, since it’s confirmed that she is has the blood of the Yoon, then there’s no point hiding that I am from the same clan.” “The original Yoon?” Jeonghan asked. Woozi stared at Jeonghan and felt apologetic for a moment. ‘Oh. I made a mistake. I shouldn’t say this in front of the heir of the new Yoon.’ As if Jeonghan could read what’s going inside Woozi’s head, he reassured, “It’s nothing new to me. Keep going.” Noticing the changes in Jeonghan’s behavior, Woozi tilted his head in wonder. The second heir was known for his playful character, which sometimes surpassed the annoying Wonwoo, and therefore, Woozi could not believe that he’ll see Jeonghan in this mode.