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𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐇 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋 : l.heeseung by prettisun
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𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘐'𝘥 𝘣𝘶𝘺 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 a girl whose only dream was to become a 'rich girl' ends up tied to the one boy she's always despised after uncovering a secret that turns their quiet, distant lives into something dangerously intertwined 𝐄𝐗𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘 𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄... ! 𐓷𐓷───────────𐓷𐓷 Lee Heeseung x fem ! oc. enhypen 2025 fic, 1980s au published, 20.12.2025 completed,06.03.2026 𐓷𐓷───────────𐓷𐓷 prettisun
toy | lee know by hjknows
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❝ we shouldn't have met each other. ❞ ❝ I shouldn't have loved you that much. ❞ in which a player named Lee Minho who's only after money, fame and wealth met a cold girl named Kim Taerin. an incident leads them to their fake marriage, but she fell for him too fast and it breaks her knowing he won't do the same, for sure. not accepting any translation request
𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞 | Lee Heeseung by ni-kifart
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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."