He's cold, quiet, and untouchable-until her. One broken bike and a ride on his motorcycle pulled her into his world, too close, too fast. She's sweetness wrapped in heat, and the more he wants her, the harder it gets to pretend he doesn't.

𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 - they've been enemies since high school, but fate has collided their worlds again. She's a top model: ambitious, untouchable, ruthless. He's an F1 star: unbeatable on the track, but haunted by panic attacks and past mistakes. One month. One deal. He'll be her fake boyfriend to protect her image. She'll help him survive the panic that has ruled his life. A dangerous attraction ignites-one that could destroy their carefully built careers, their reputations, and everything they've fought for. ✦ "𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒍𝒌 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚?"she hissed, throwing her hands up."𝑾𝒉𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌 𝒅𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆?" His jaw tightened, eyes dark and unreadable. Then, almost violently, he closed the space between them. "𝑩𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝑰 𝒅𝒐! 𝑰 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒅𝒐! 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒊𝒕! 𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒌𝒆, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑰 𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝑰 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒎𝒚 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔. 𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝑰 𝒄𝒓𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝑰 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒆." Her chest heaved. Rage, desire, and something darker twisted inside her. She should have pushed him away. She should have left. But she didn't. He leaned dangerously close, voice low and fierce. "𝒀𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆, 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒊𝒕 𝒐𝒓 𝒏𝒐𝒕. 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒚𝒔 𝒖𝒔..

He never knew...but 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯 vaguely dragged 𝙝𝙚𝙧 across his mind, a weather he once hated by heart. The girl he'd failed to name. The ghost that lingered through his lost years, even in dreams. When fate reunites them, old feelings rise, memories clash, hearts risk breaking all over again. What do you do when the past returns as the one you can't remember? ━ 𝗣𝗟𝗨𝗩𝗜𝗢𝗣𝗛𝗜𝗟𝗘 . 201125 › 030326.

燃間 || 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐁𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆. It wasn't supposed to mean anything - a glance, a word, a moment too close. But things change. People change. And sometimes, the line between wanting and warning starts to blur. ♱

「 ⩩ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 Liliana swore off F1 drivers after a situationship gone wrong-until Ni-ki, the coldest racer on the grid, offers her a fake relationship she should have said no to.」 ▀▄▀▄▀▄ ▀▄▀▄▀▄ ▀▄▀▄▀▄ ▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ ▀▄▀▄▀▄ Lily sighed, the sound heavy. She turned her head slightly to meet his gaze, her voice barely a whisper. "What the heck are we doing? "You tell me," he said, his voice now a low, dangerous murmur, like a blade wrapped in velvet. The words cut, precise and cold. "You're the one who keeps insisting this is casual." "Because it is casual. We made a deal. That's precisely what this is." "Right," he scoffed, the sound a sharp, brittle shard of irony. "A deal. With carefully managed timelines and choreographed fake flirting and matching outfits and-whatever this is." He gestured vaguely at the small, white flower still tucked innocently behind her ear, its delicate petals stark against her dark hair. "You're the one who initiated this, Ni-ki. You wanted this." "Yeah, well, maybe I didn't think it would feel so-" He stopped himself abruptly, jaw clenching, his gaze darting away as if the very words he was about to speak were a betrayal. "Forget it." "No, say it," she challenged, the words slipping out, propelled by a dangerous curiosity before she could even register them. "You want me to spell it out, Liliana?" he asked, looking back at her now, his head shaking slowly, a profound, aching regret etched into his sharp features. "We were supposed to fake-date to distract the media and make some exes jealous. Not end up sneaking into each other's heads at night." "You think I wanted that? You think I asked for this?" "You shouldn't," he snapped, rising to his feet as well, his proximity suddenly stifling, overwhelming. "Not if it's casual, remember?" "Maybe you're right," she said quietly. She brushed past him, the contact brief, electric, yet she kept m

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「 ⩩ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 Hana, a doctor who saves lives, is forced into the arms of Heeseung, a merciless mafia hitman who takes them. When their worlds collide, blood and fate intertwine. Yet fate is cruel, and now she stands in front of him-a beauty in the hands of a beast, a healer trapped with a killer. 」 ══════⊹⊱≼≽⊰⊹══════ "Do you want to live?" His voice was almost a whisper now, dangerous, loaded with the weight of the question. Hana's throat felt tight, every word a struggle to force out. "I... I do..." she breathed, the words barely escaping her lips. The cold metal against her skin was the only thing she could focus on, and it was the only thing that was keeping her from losing herself completely. But she didn't give in. Not yet. Heeseung didn't move for a long time, his eyes never leaving her face. He didn't lower the gun, but his hand didn't shake, his resolve unwavering. "If you want to live," he murmured, his voice low and almost distant, "then you'll have to prove it to me, doctor." Her pulse raced, but she nodded, her gaze steady. "I'll do whatever it takes." Then, without warning, he moved toward her. His voice, low and velvety, broke the silence, his words cutting through the tension like a blade. "Then marry me."

"They were right. Love is the most dangerous thing in the world." A book full of lies, frustration and 𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙣. *･゜ﾟ･*:.｡..｡.:*･'(*ﾟ▽ﾟ*)'･*:.｡. .｡.:*･゜ﾟ･* ✘ amnesia au ✘ typos and grammar errors ✘ sequel of {flower petals | yang jungwon} ✘ reading book (1) is recommended! ✘ swear words/ strong language ✘ a lot of angst please read with caution! since: 13.o4.2o21 end: 21.o2.2o22 ❗️plagiarism is a crime ❗️any translations or other versions of my book are strictly prohibited ©yang_jungwon 2021