Seongjun Baek の小説・ストーリー

Auntie Linda warned the lady who sat down beside Bob. "What? I mean no harm." Shelly feigned ignorance.. "My father is Lee Jung Hae, he's a business tycoon in South Korea.. we don't really have the best father and daughter relationship... I hold two PhDs and I'm working on the third... Well I'm a nurse by profession but after getting married to the love of my life I decided to quit and spend some quality time with my baby.." I turned to Damian who looked like he was glaring at me and winked at him....

Shall I start? "Yes, that'll be wonderful". She gave him a radiant smile. Before speaking, Yeong cleared his throat. "I'm Bak Ganghan Yeong, a 29-year-old. I was born and raised in Seoul, and during a brief visit to Whales, I studied English there". He indicated that she should continue.

(nothing happened, there has been some changes so I am currently the one leading the team at the merger branch) “joayo abojiga iron jarireul juneun go gwaenchaneuseyo”( okay that’s good, are you okay with your Dad giving you this position? ) Seojoon asked his friend knowing how Dae-Hyun felt about his Dad giving priority to him at the office

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Jung Ju hissed into the phone, looking at the quiet street outside his window. “Father, Kwan Seung-ho is a very delicate man, we can't afford to make any wrong move or he would slip out of our fingers into that of our competitors and they would have the upper hand. We have to be careful.” Eun Hye reasoned with her father. “So, what are you suggesting?” Jung Ju demanded restlessly. “We..we could sign Cho Seong to do it instead. He is also very commercially likable. Plus, he is the second best after Seung-ho. We could-”

"1st Batter - Jang Haneul (Catcher)" "2nd Batter - Choi Woohyun (3rd Baseman)" "3rd Batter - Yuhwan (Pitcher)" "4th Batter - Yoo Kyungho (Right Fielder)" "5th Batter - Seo Jeongwoo (Shortstop)" "6th Batter - Jo Suhyun (Center Fielder)" "7th Batter - Lee Jungwoon (1st Baseman)" "8th Batter - Park Cheonho (2nd Baseman)"

she yelled after me. I walked into the kitchen to see Blake standing in front of the sink, his hands soapy up to his forearms as he dipped them back into the sink. He had on a tight white tee that showed off his rippling back muscles as he moved around the kitchen. My tongue darted out to wet my lips and I gulped at the sight. I stalked over to him, making sure to be quiet so he wouldn't notice and grabbed his ass, making him jerk in fright.

Choi Minjung fell lifeless to the ground. "Clean up this mess within five minutes!" Hyun-woo ordered with an overpowering voice. His men quickly carried out his command, moving with lightning speed. Afterwards, he strode into his elegant mansion without even glancing back. He was Lee Hyun-woo, known as Baek Chang Seol, the ruthless mafia boss of the "Diamond Kkhangpae." No one had seen his face, so only the three-diamond tattoo on his left arm was his distinguishing feature. No one dared to defy him, or else suffer the most painful and cruel punishment he was capable of doing.

For 18+ readers. (MATURE CONTENT) #1st in darklove #4th in darkromance #1st in pure "Good girl." He praised her and continued to massage her dainty feet with gentle hands. "Will you pull such naughty pranks on your loving husband again?" She shook her head, eyes fluttering down in shyness. She won't dare because she hates it whenever he ignores her and gives her a silent treatment. "I won't, husband." "Good, now it's time for another punishment." ???! "W-What punishment, husband?" He didn't say anything and just pulled her down before pinning her on the desk, half of her body leaned on the flat surface and her bottom perked out, looking inevitable to his eyes.

I mumbled. I don’t want to make a fool of myself anymore. It should have been the right answer, but I was not going to say that. He was silent for a moment, watching me. I could feel his gaze like a physical weight. “My name,” he said abruptly. “You don’t find it curious?” I looked up, confused. “Your name?” “Baek Jin. It’s Korean. You don’t find it… incongruous?” He gestured vaguely at his own face, his features that were all sharp European angles and piercing blue eyes, a stark contrast to the distinctly Korean name.