Ye Han 소설 & 이야기

M&M’s for Breakfast ~ Naika End Game ~ Cat Burns Shane’s words were on repeat as he drove into me. We were slick with sweat, his smoky scent on me like a second layer of skin as I held on, needy for everything he had to give me. He cursed as I clenched around him. Pleasure danced through me as I twitched around his still-throbbing cock.

His eyebrows raised in question, “I'm Ashanti. Ashanti Dunbar, and you? “ His eyes watched my hands longer than I felt comfortable with, I was about to withdraw them when he covered them with his hands. His hands are big, my hand fits perfectly into his like it was made for this. I mentally scold myself for thinking such. Before I could wander further into my thoughts, his deep baritone voice came. “Roman. Roman Domino "

His right hand caressed my cheek, and pulling away from the kiss, Nathan sat up, making me frown. He turned to the bedside table, and opening the drawer, he pulled out a small red velvet box. My eyes widened in surprise when he opened it, revealing a ring, a diamond one, ten carats, as he looked at me. He took my hand in his, and taking the ring out of the box, he put it on my finger before kissing my knuckle “happy birthday, malyshka”

The Audi R8 V10 smelled of leather, high-octane fuel, and faintly, maddeningly, of sandalwood. Han Jun-woo sat in the passenger seat, his fingers gripping the door handle until his knuckles turned white. He had never set foot inside the Han Holdings headquarters, popularly known as the Han Tower. The monolithic glass tower that dominated the Yeouido skyline, but he had seen the pictures. He had watched the news clips. Yet, nothing could have prepared him for the sheer, crushing scale of the place.

"Hey, you uncute perfect battery! Aren't you going to give your senior a proper celebration ceremony?" Haneul responded with a polite, measured smile. "Congratulations on the home run, Senior. Your batting eye was truly unparalleled." Gulping down a sports drink, Kyeong-ho plopped down right next to Yuhwan. Unbothered, Yuhwan pulled out two cold bottles, tossing one over to Haneul. The moment the icy plastic touched his palm, Haneul locked eyes with Yuhwan. Inside those dark pupils, a volatile mixture of possessiveness and a deep thirst was violently swirling.

"Hello bro! By the way, this is my sister Jeyah Abee, but you can call her Jeyah." The man looked at me and smiled. "Hi Jeyah, my name is Hyungmin. Nice meeting you," he offered his hand to me. The three of us had a few casual talks while waiting for the time for us to go to the wedding hall. I was enjoying talking with Hyungmin because he was fun to be with. I did not have any problem with our conversation because he can fluently speak English. Well, I found out that he works as a bank manager at Hana Bank, located in Gangnam-gu. He is three years older than my brother but he looks like Andre's age. No wonder because Korean people were very conscious about their skin.

she addressed herself. Gail snorted. "Moving on, his pack is called Hana, which is Korean for one. Dae-Hyun is a king because he's rich, good looking, gosh it always gets old the third time around, and because he is a brute you do not want to mess with. He's physically and verbally very able to wound you, and out of all three kings, he's most known and more likely to make knuckle to skin contact. If you're thinking he just some chop-slop, think again because the guys has a black belt in judo, taekwondo, and a ten other type of martial arts known to man, or something. To top that, his father, who's Lee Tan of Lee Inc., is partners with Ashwood International so he basically functions as if he

Yo Han replied, in the background Li Han could hear a loud crash before he could ask any questions Yo Han spoke "No I'll be there in 5 minutes" Li Han heard scurrying and faint noises so he decided to disconnect it. He went to sit in the bus station with his duffel slung over his shoulder.

“ I’ve never seen her before!” “ bro she’s hot af!” “Ima try to slide in her DM!” “ wait a min, that’s that baby from the gas station, she bad in real life!” Capri could not help but blush at the compliments even though she would never acknowledge the way they spoke in slang. Never the least it was nice to hear that she still had it. Buster….. “Uh where you from, can I have your number?” Capri… “My names Jade and I’m not from here. My moms always told me don’t talk to strangers and besides your the wrong gender!”

"Uhm, can I have your ticket?" Kane raised a brow, amusement flickering in his blue eyes. "Ticket?" he repeated, his voice deep, teasing. The redhead—Mona, according to her name tag—bit down on her plump lower lip, her gaze darting everywhere except at him. "Sorry, it's just... you look familiar." That made him chuckle. Oh, really? He tilted his head slightly, his gaze flickering to the large poster plastered beside her booth—a giant picture of himself, fists raised, the underground champion.