Troublemaker | Jeon Wonwoo
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  • Reads 26,675
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  • Parts 22
  • Time 6h 0m
Ongoing, First published Nov 29, 2023
Mature
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Falling for him was as dangerous as the races he ruled.


"Wonwoo hummed thoughtfully. 'You're quite young. Be cautious around men from Seoul. They have a way of deceiving,' he cautioned, his gaze lingering on her for a moment as the car came to a stop at a red light.

'And what about you?' she asked bluntly, regretting her words almost immediately after they left her lips.

Wonwoo glanced at her, his expression unreadable for a moment before a light chuckle escaped his lips. The sound was low and melodic, mixing with the soft hum of the engine. He licked his lips, a subtle gesture that drew Yuna's attention.

'Me?' he repeated, his voice smooth. 'I don't mess with good girls,' he replied casually, his gaze meeting hers briefly before returning to the road ahead."


His life was a race, and she was just another prize to claim.
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