SEVENTEEN CHAEBOL SERIES #13 Chan and Inna stood in front of each other, an awkward silence stretching between them. Chan broke it, his tone sharper than he intended. "So, this was your idea?" he asked, frustration clear in his voice. Inna looked at him, eyes wide with confusion. "What? I didn't think-" "You didn't think? I didn't expect this to turn into a mess," Chan snapped, pushing himself up. I WISH I COULD SAY THAT NIGHT WAS A MISTAKE.

SEVENTEEN CHAEBOL SERIES #12 Vernon and Yoojin sat across from each other at a small café, their fingers intertwined on the table. They were deep in a pretense, a fake relationship to keep their families off their backs. Vernon took a sip of his coffee, glancing at Yoojin with a smirk. "You know, Yoojin, this whole pretending-to-be-in-love thing is exhausting." Yoojin raised an eyebrow, stirring her tea. "Oh? And here I thought you were enjoying being 'the perfect boyfriend.'" Vernon rolled his eyes. "Perfect? I'm just trying to avoid the inevitable disaster when our families find out we're not actually a couple." IF IT IS A DREAM, THEN I WANNA STAY HERE FOREVER. cover by:- @misanaato

SEVENTEEN CHAEBOL SERIES #11 Seungkwan and Hyerin were deep in discussion about their latest project. Seungkwan leaned back, feigning exhaustion. Seungkwan said irritated, "You know, Hyerin, working with you is like having a constant headache." Hyerin tilted her head, her tone dripping with sarcasm, "Oh, really? I hadn't noticed. You're such a pleasure to work with, it's almost... inspiring." Seungkwan smirked and shot back, "Glad to hear I'm inspiring you. Maybe next time you can inspire a little less chaos?" OPPOSITE ATTRACTS.

SEVENTEEN CHAEBOL SERIES #8 They were sprawled on a picnic blanket, the sun casting a golden glow over everything. "Lovebug," he said with a twinkle in his eye, "I think you owe me a dance." "A dance? Here? In broad daylight?" she teased, raising an eyebrow. "Yep! Right here, right now. Unless you're scared you will lose to me." She laughed, rolling her eyes dramatically. "Oh, I see. You want to embarrass me in public." "Not at all," he countered, holding out his hand. "I just want to see that gorgeous smile of yours light up even more." She took his hand, grinning as they swayed together on the blanket, their laughter mingling with the sounds of the park. "Alright, Mr. Charm. I'll dance. But only because you're my favourite troublem aker." "And you," he said, pulling her closer, "are my favourite everything." They twirled under the sun, their playful banter wrapping around them like a warm embrace. WHAT HAPPENS WHEN CHAOS MEETS CHAOS? cover by:- @misanaato

SEVENTEEN CHAEBOL SERIES #9 Mingyu glared at Jiwoo, who was sitting at the kitchen counter. Jiwoo noticed and said, "You know I'm not a mind reader. If you have something to say, just say it." Mingyu, still glaring, responded with a smirk, "I might not be a doctor, but I think you need some help." Jiwoo shot back, "You need help more than I do," before hopping off the counter and sticking out her tongue at him. Mingyu sighed and muttered, "Yeah, you're right. I probably need therapy because of you." HOW CAN NORTH AND SOUTH BE ENDGAME? cover by:- @misanaato

SEVENTEEN CHAEBOL SERIES #10 The room felt suffocating as Minghao's voice, low and angry, echoed through the quiet. "You hid her from me, Hana. How could you do that?" Hana stood frozen, her heart racing. Tears threatened to spill, but she held them back. "I did it to protect her," she replied, her voice trembling. "You hurt me before. What if you hurt her too?" Minghao's eyes flashed with disbelief, the hurt unmistakable. He took a step toward her, his tone laced with frustration and sadness. "Hurt you? How could I ever hurt you? You are my world!" SHE WAS NOT JUST IN HIS WORLD, BUT SHE WAS HIS WORLD, BUT HE REALISED IT TOO LATE.

SEVENTEEN CHAEBOL SERIES #7 He was lying on her lap, and she gently ruffled his hair. With a playful smile, she asked, "What's your favourite thing in this world?" He looked up at her and replied softly, "Music." She chuckled, teasingly, "So, music is first, and I'm second?" He took her hands in his, his gaze earnest. "Not at all Love," he said with gentle firmness, "You will always be my first, no matter what." She raised an eyebrow, "But you just said music comes first." A warm smile spread across his face as he looked into her eyes. "You are the reason I can write the music," he said softly. "Without you, there would be no melody." HEARTS WERE BROKEN, DREAMS WERE SHATTERED, BUT WHAT WILL HAPPEN WHEN THEY GET ANOTHER CHANCE TO MAKE IT RIGHT? cover by:- @misanaato

SEVENTEEN CHAEBOL SERIES #6 He stumbled to his knees, his voice trembling as he pleaded, "Please, Snowflake, think about it just one more time." Her eyes blazed with fury, and her cheeks glistened with the tears she had shed. She met his gaze, her voice cold and resolute. "Think about what, Jeon Wonwoo? There's nothing left to consider." Desperation etched in every line of his face, he tried to reason with her. "I know I was at fault, but please, just give me one last chance. I promise I will make it up to you." She looked at him, a bitter smile curling on her lips, and he understood the finality of her gesture. cover by:- @misanaato

SEVENTEEN CHAEBOL SERIES #5 He had always lived life at a steady pace, preferring structure and order, but everything changed the moment she stumbled into his world. She was a force of nature, crashing into his carefully built routine with a smile that could light up the darkest corners and a laugh that echoed long after she was gone. "Chaos," he muttered under his breath, watching her from across the room. She was telling a story, all wild gestures and animated expressions, her eyes sparkling with excitement. That same chaos, the one he couldn't help but be drawn to, seemed to infect every part of his life. She turned to meet his gaze, catching him in the act of watching her, and for a moment, the world paused. cover by:- @misanaato

SEVENTEEN CHAEBOL SERIES #4 He wasn't supposed to notice her-just another face in the city's blur-but fate had a wicked sense of humor. One accidental brush of shoulders, one stolen glance, and suddenly the heir with a heart of frost was unraveling thread by thread. She wasn't impressed by titles or tailored suits. And he? He'd never met a woman who could look at him like he wasn't a god-just a man with too many secrets and not enough soul. It wasn't love. Not yet. But it was dangerous. And in their world of power plays and polished lies, danger was the most seductive spell of all. cover by:- @misanaato