'You see this hair? You can't imagine how many times I've imagined it wrapped in my fists while I fuck your tight, sweet pussy,' he stated, his voice deep and inviting. And gosh, if words could fuck, I'd have an orgasm right now. My breath hitched, and I could feel my chest rising up and down. God, so he thinks of fucking me too? My cheeks reddened as I imagined him pounding into me. 'Do you want me to fuck you, hm?' he asked, his hands twirling my hair, then moving to the curve of my ass. ──── ୨୧ ──── He watches her like a sinner craving salvation- but there's nothing innocent about what he wants. Niccolò Romano isn't her brother. Not by blood. Not by law. But sharing a house with your childhood best friend turned cold, silent, six-foot-something heartthrob? That's dangerous. Lenora walks around in tiny shorts and soft tank tops, driving him crazy-and maybe she knows. Maybe she wants him to snap. And when he does, it's not sweet. It's intense. Possessive. Obsessive. He shows up in her room at midnight, voice low, jaw tight, telling her no one gets to touch her, look at her, or even think about her. Because she's his. And he doesn't care who finds out-parents, campus, or the entire world. Off-limits? Too late. Forbidden? Way past that. Once Niccolò lays his hands on her, there's no undoing it. No hiding it. No going back. She was never his to want- but now that he's had a taste, He'll ruin everything just to keep her. Living under the same roof, Lenora must decide if she can resist Niccolò's pull-or surrender to the past and passion that bind them. 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐑/𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐄 : ❥ mature/sexual themes/smut ❥ alcohol references ❥ language ❥ mild violence ❥ obsession ❥ tension started- May 1st , Finished June 11th Copyright all rights reserved

[GP] Six years ago, Jennie Kim had a one-night stand with a stranger under neon lights. She never learned her name. Only her face. Now she owns a small flower shop and raises her bloomed flower, peacefully, quietly, safely. Until fate drags her into a grand corporate event. The chandeliers glow. The crowd applauds. And the newly appointed President of Manoban Enterprises steps onto the stage. Lisa Manoban. Powerful. Untouchable. And the woman Jennie never forgot. Lisa never saw her. A big obstacle was between them, and Jennie decided to keep it a secret. But. Some secrets don't stay buried. Some love stories bloom. And this one began with a single, unforgettable night.

They were each other's first love... until life tore them apart. Pahn became successful, powerful, and untouchable. Fond became silent, exhausted, and trapped in a life she never chose. Years later, fate brings them back together-but Fond is still living in fear inside her own home, trying to survive while protecting her little brother. Pahn promised herself she wouldn't lose her again. But loving Fond now means facing a truth darker than their past... and risking everything to save her. Because some love stories don't end. They wait.

Winter is enjoying a comfortable and happy life after her mother marries a wealthy man. Everything feels settled and peaceful. However, her life changes when her older stepsister, Karina, returns home from abroad after almost six years. The last time they met, Winter was ten years old and Karina was thirteen. Now, faced with a sister who feels more like a stranger, Winter's world begins to turn upside down. What will happen when she comes face to face with Karina after all these years? And how will she cope when her once-perfect life starts to unravel because of her return? ---

To the world, Lena is the elite. To Miu, she's a monster in a designer suit. One comes from a family that rules the underworld with an iron fist. The other comes from a world of hard work, humble beginnings, and honest living. There is no reason for their paths to cross, and even fewer reasons for them to get along. Miu hates everything Lena stands for. She hates the arrogance, the cold smiles, and the way Lena thinks everyone has a price. They were supposed to stay enemies.

𝑯𝒐𝒘 𝒅𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒌𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒐𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒅 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒔𝒕? Winter thought she had finally moved on from the girl who left her on their wedding day. But when she joins a new company and finds out her manager is her ex-fiance, Karina Yu, everything she buried starts to resurface. Some stories do not end when love is lost. Sometimes, they start all over again. ---

They argue like enemies. They look at each other like rivals. And no one suspects a thing. At the Haneul Faculty, Yu Jimin and Kim Minjeong are known for one thing only: tension. An academic rivalry so intense that everyone believes they can barely stand being in the same room. But there's a thing that nobody knows. Jimin and Minjeong are actually girlfriends. That means: Secretly dating. Enemies in public. Lovers in private. As jealous outsiders get too close, friends start asking the wrong questions, and emotions blur the line between pretending and truth, Jimin and Minjeong are forced to ask themselves how long a secret like theirs can survive in a world that's always watching. Because pretending to hate someone is easy. Pretending you don't love them? That's the hardest language of all.

Winter didn't plan on standing out at Sangwon Academy. After being forced to transfer because of a secret she'd rather bury, she just wants to keep her head down, reconnect with her childhood bestie Ningning, and maybe make it through the semester without drama. But drama finds her anyway-in the form of Yu Jimin, better known as Karina. Rich, flawless, terrifyingly popular, and infuriatingly smug, Karina has ruled the school since day one. She pushes people's buttons for sport, and Winter? She refuses to be anyone's plaything. The whole campus watches as the Ice Queen and the new girl turn every hallway into a battlefield. Yet beneath the rivalry is a heat neither of them can control, and the question everyone is asking: will they tear each other apart... or finally give in? HIGHEST RANKINGS: #winter 🥇 #karina🥇 #winrina🥇 #jiminjeong🥇 #aespa 🥇 #aeriuchinaga 🥇 #ningyizhuo 🥇

Manhattan belongs to 𝐒𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐢𝐥 𝐊𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞. At twenty-three, she is New York's most visible success story: a fashion prodigy with Vogue covers, private fittings, and a reputation polished to perfection. However, beneath the structure, Soleil is volatile. Petty. Bratty. Childish. Defiant in ways that don't belong in the world she dominates, and far less interested in discipline than she is in breaking it. When her father remarries, Soleil gains a step-sister she neither asked for nor intends to tolerate. 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐲𝐬𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐝 is eighteen, newly arrived in Manhattan, and deeply rooted in one of the city's most visible religious circles. She moves through sanctuaries and society with quiet certainty, guided by devotion, restraint, and something far more rigid than faith. Willow does not bend, and when she cannot control something, she destroys it. They do not want to understand each other. But in a city that thrives on performance, the line between temptation and control becomes dangerously easy to cross.

Film's fingers stilled on her tablet. "Co-CEOs? I've been with Thornton International for five years leading projects since day one. She-" she gestured at Namtan "-still treats the office like her personal workshop." "At least I know how things work," Namtan fired back, standing up. "I didn't get my position because my parents founded the company-I earned it by solving problems no one else could." "ENOUGH!" Miriam slammed her hand on the table. "This isn't up for debate. The merger documents are signed, and we have contracts worth two billion dollars that depend on this partnership being solid." "Solid how?" Namtan crossed her arms. "By putting two people who clearly can't stand each other in charge?" "By making sure the partnership is permanent in every way," Reid said, his voice steady. "Namtan and Film will be married on March 15th-six months from today. This stays between our families and closest friends only. To everyone else, it will look like a natural development from our professional partnership."