"One day, you will be mine." In high school, Heeseung was Ivy's worst nightmare. He was the golden boy, a basketball god, and her personal hell. Years later, he's traded varsity courts for the pro league and gained a reputation as basketball's most notorious playboy. Ivy, meanwhile, is still trying to figure out what she wants from her life when her father offers her a job she can't refuse as his assistant. Now she's face-to-face with the boy who once made her life miserable. And any hope that he doesn't remember her is shattered on their first meeting. "Go to hell." "Only if you say please, Poison."

He slid his hand slowly around her waist, his eyes locking onto hers, "I'm not here to play nice, I'm here to make you mine and no matter what it takes" She pulled back just slightly, breath catching, voice low but steady, "You think you can just take me?" His voice dropped to a husky whisper as he brushed his lips near her neck, "but one touch of you, Nara... and I swear I'll never let another soul touch what's mine" •───⋅ ⋆ ⊹ ⋆ ⋅───• ⋆.˚ ★- 𝓢𝓱𝓮 hated how good it felt with him touching 𝓱𝓮𝓻. How he made 𝓱𝓮𝓻 feel. The one person who could unravel 𝓱𝓮𝓻 with a single touch. ⋆.˚ ★- 𝓗𝓮 hated that she was the one person who could make 𝓱𝓲𝓶 lose control with a single touch.. the single touch that could bring 𝓱𝓲𝓶 to 𝓱𝓲𝓼 knees. •───⋅ ⋆ ⊹ ⋆ ⋅───• ˙⋆✮ The famous playboy, Yang Jungwon had it all-looks, fame, fortune, and every heart at his feet. But the moment he saw her, the world tilted. She didn't even glance his way, didn't know his name, didn't care for his charm. Nara was a mystery wrapped in grace, a silent storm in the middle of chaos. And for the first time in his perfect, reckless life... Jungwon didn't want just anyone. He wanted her. Badly. Obsessively. Secretly