Novel & Cerita Yoosung Kim

The detective let him do the conversation because she has no social skills in interacting with strangers. "Very well, thank you for your time,'' Jae Min ended the call. "How is it?", Troy asked fidgetily. "They said they will be available tomorrow because they were outside of Theister today", Jae Min said casually. "Woah, when did you get their mobile numbers?", Troy looked at Jae Min curiously. "Oh I searched it online, apparently Yoo Jae Sung's parents are awfully famous", Jae Min replied. "Yoo Jae Sung's father is a famous businessman who developed the newest brand of Sex droid, while his mother is a news reporter".

I smiled and said, "Nice to know you, Mr. Gregor" Then he introduced another guy, "This is Ho-Sung. He is a model and also an actor from South Korea". He came to me, shook my hand, and said, " Nice to meet you". I smiled and said, "Nice to meet you too". Then Adam moved to next guy and said " This is Mosu Yakeru. He is an actor and also a model from Japan". He smiled, shook my hand, and said "Good to see you." I smiled and said, "Nice to know you".

Evelyn's POV "I, Alpha Kyle Turner, reject you, Evelyn Sanders, as my mate." Alpha Kyle hoarse voice boomed in my ears making me freeze on my tracks, his voice laced with disgust. Crack! A cracking sound resounded inside my body and I felt as if a part of me was forcefully torn and taken away. My wolf howled in pain but there was nothing I could do about it. Tears flowed down my face as the pain became immeasurable, increasing with each second to the point I was unable to tolerate it. I could care less about the gazes on me. I was already used to it.

And at the center of it all, undefeated, untouchable, was Kane Shawn. Standing at 6'5", with a body carved from years of brutal discipline, he was a titan among men. His blonde curls were damp with sweat, sticking to his forehead as he rolled his shoulders, his enormous arms flexing with ease. His skin glistened under the dim lights, his six-pack rippling with every movement. But it was his face that truly set him apart a masterpiece of sharp lines and perfect imperfections. His light blue eyes had the power to pierce through a man's soul, making even the most confident opponents hesitate. His lips, full and sinful, often twisted into a smirk that made women weak and men envious.

―I was actually just talking to Gyoo-ryeon about that. The voice on the other end belonged to Kim Gang-mu, Gye-yeong’s closest friend and a resident at a major university hospital. Kim Gang-mu, born into a prestigious medical family, and Han Gyoo-ryeon, a third-generation chaebol, had been Gye-yeong’s brothers-in-arms since their days at LaON. They were the only ones who truly understood his relentless drive to purge the city of its ugliest, hidden corruptions.

Which team are you guys on? a. Team Hyun Ki b. Team Jack See you 👋 LOVE ALL ❤️

What Butler Bang were saying were true, the reason as to why Kim Hyun Nee seems to be very reluctant to make decision about her lover boy is because she is actually love the boy, well, in all honesty, the boy isn’t really a boy, he is a man, named Park Kyung Tae, an obscure Idol and also an aspiring actor. Park Kyung Tae is actually a very good looking person, although he wasn’t really popular, he still have his own fans and his career is actually quite stable, despite his pays wasn’t high, he’s always have works to support himself. Come from a middle income family with both parent’s still alive and 2 younger sisters.

"Welcome to Silverio Stones, Kairo," said a man who looks like any Korean idol with his prominent Asian feature and two blocks with bangs hairstyle, even his black turtle neck and gray trousers plus a dainty Christian Dior chains scream nothing but kpop idol culture. His set of deep dimples made him the charming and cute type of handsome rather than the sexually appealing type of handsome.

“Hi! I’m Reggie. I’m the maknae and, no doubt, the cutest member of DMG. Even though I’m the youngest, my hyungs should stop asking me to cook kimchi-bokkuem because I can’t. I can’t even cook eggs.” “You can cook ramyeon,” Cyber jumps in. “Oh, right! I can cook ramyeon. Also, I’m into soccer and I’m prolly the biggest Ronaldo fan.” “Hello! I’m Neo. I compose EDM and I like computer games too. I’m (almost) unbeatable on StarCraft. Even though I’m not the maknae, I’m the one who cooks a big pan of kimchi-bokkeum for the group’s secret late-night snacks.”

"Give me access to the financial data. I'll map it out. Show you how everything connects. Make it crystal clear." Han hesitated, then granted limited access. "You're sandboxed. Can't communicate externally. Can't delete or modify original files. Just analyze and create visual representations." "Fair enough." 2:00 PM – THE COUSIN Kim Soo-ah arrived at a neutral location—a small café in Hongdae, crowded enough for anonymity, public enough for safety. She was in her late thirties, sharp eyes, no-nonsense demeanor, and a recorder already visible on the table.