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Imperfect Love ( Hiatus until July 29th) на lovelyxie
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"𝐃𝐢𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬?" Heeseung's voice was a low, dangerous vibration against her ear, his hand slamming against the wall beside her head to cut off her escape. The cold, composed, perfect heir the world knew was gone, replaced by something dark and jagged. "𝐈 𝐬𝐚𝐰 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐈 𝐬𝐚𝐰 𝐞𝐱𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐨." He leaned in closer, his shadow swallowing her whole as he tilted her chin up, forcing her to meet a gaze that burned with a terrifying heat. "𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐤 𝐢𝐧. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠." He traced the line of her throat with a thumb that trembled with restrained tension. "𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞. 𝐋𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐱𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐈'𝐦 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬." °*"˜He's cold to the world, dangerous to his enemies, but when the lights go out... he's Only Sweet For You.°*"˜
Them, and the Ruin They Made Beautiful (Short Hiatus and Under Editing) на lovelyxie
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DEDICATION To the girls who treat their "Work References" folder like a high-stakes heist, and to the mothers who worked the double shifts so we could build the sky. And to the boys who don't know they are being analyzed in 4K: Sorry, but the data is just too good. _________________________________________________________ ℙℝ𝕆𝕃𝕆𝕌𝔾𝔼 "𝘒𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘥, 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘧𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘬 𝘰𝘯 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘴," a voice breathes against her ear, the heat of his breath ghosting over her skin. "𝘉𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘴𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘳," another adds, his shadow looming large across her mahogany desk. "𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘦'𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦?" The third man's gaze darkens, tracking the pulse jumping in her neck. "𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴." The fourth voice is a low, rough vow. "𝘕𝘰 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘶𝘴." The fifth glares, his intensity enough to melt the very tech she created. "𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺. 𝘚𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘦. 𝘐𝘯𝘤𝘩." The sixth smirks, his eyes scanning her with a hunger that isn't business-related. A hand tilts her chin up, the touch firm and undeniable, forcing her to meet an intense, unyielding gaze from the seventh. "𝘜𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘥, 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵?" he whispered, a dangerous glint in his eyes. ___________________________________________________________ ˜"*°• She saved them from the world. Now, she's the only thing they want to ruin.•°*"˜ ___________________________________________________________________