Calen_ongo
Stories
19
Chapters
217
Words
388.7 K
Comments
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Reading
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The Eleventh. The Twelfth. The Thirteenth. Her eyes skimmed over the list of past victims—thirteen, and still, she found no trace of him. Nowhere, not in any record or report. Her gaze kept moving, name after name, searching. The murders counted four, but the people she had ruined before their deaths were too many to track. After marrying Chairman Baek Jinwoong, Hyunju had become bolder in her crimes. She had ordered so many deaths, so much violence, that even she had lost count. Jaebin was no…-
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The words filled the space between them, carrying countless questions. Was his painful family history tied to this fake marriage? Had he used her so ruthlessly because, like her, he had suffered something that made him seethe with anger? That made him want to cry just thinking about it? If so—then maybe, just maybe—she could let some of it slide. Maybe. Even an empty kiss, at least. Her gaze, wet with wine and something deeper, flickered to his lips. The sound of a…
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"Nice to see you. I didn’t even have breakfast before coming out." Hyunju took a bite of abalone porridge. Beside the neatly arranged table, a large window framed a scenic view of pine trees. Jaebin had yet to pick up his spoon. He stared at the woman sitting across from him for a long time. Hyunju still hadn’t noticed the annihilation buried in his gaze. For eight years, those sharp arrows had been aimed solely at her. "I know you don’t want to drag this out." "…" "Let’s finish…
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“Does it hurt a lot?” The doctor asked as he removed a shard of glass. Seoyeon, finally relaxing her furrowed brows, responded, I can endure it. Tack, tack. Clear sounds echoed as the glass shards that had tormented her all night fell onto the stainless steel tray. Han Mooyoung stood still at the end of the hallway, watching. Had he heard from his boss what had happened overnight? Did he know just how close she had come to ending up in that bed? Seoyeon squeezed her eyes shut,…
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Go Hyunju's proposal was simple: stop pretending to be a businessman when he was just a gangster, quit scraping by in the criminal underworld, and become her dog instead. She found him laughable—chasing success only to end up as nothing more than the head of a lowly gang. Just as she was about to continue, Jaebin spoke. ‘Do you know why I’ve done your dirty work all these years, Vice President?’ “…” ‘To be Mare’s tail?’ A cold night breeze slipped through the open window.…
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The pine trees, still holding onto the brightness of summer, swayed in the breeze before Seoyeon’s eyes. In the middle of the vast forest cemetery beneath the blue sky, a single pine tree stood, bearing the name Cha Yeonsu. Seoyeon stared blankly at the name engraved on the small tombstone. She had brought nothing. She had not even thought to. She had not come to mourn. She had come for information. If she could find a record, if she could at least learn the birth and death dates of this…
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No matter how many times she closed her eyes, sleep wouldn't come. She kept pulling the blanket on and off, tossing and turning, and before she knew it, the clock's hands pointed to 2 AM. Her eyes, now accustomed to the darkness, traced the faint outlines of the room. Had she taken in too much information from Attorney Jang? It felt like none of it had settled properly in her mind. Especially the last sentence. The final words about his mother, Cha Yeonsu. "…." Staring blankly at the ceiling, she…
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As soon as Seoyeon arrived, the office burst into life, as if it had been waiting for her return. The news that their director was finally back at work after being caught up in the whirlwind of wedding preparations for the past few days had everyone smiling, their faces lit with joy as they congratulated her on the sudden marriage. The first thing that greeted her upon stepping inside was the sound of party poppers. “Director! Congratulations on your wedding!” A dozen or so employees had…
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Gray cigarette smoke curling over it. A memory completely unbefitting of the word. Her father’s funeral. Not a wedding band, but a ring that gleamed like a blade. A voice devoid of affection. — "Ah, could it be that ring?" The reporter’s gaze fell on the ring on Seoyeon’s left hand. The wedding ring she had been forced to wear ever since she moved in with him. Jaebin smiled and, without a word, slid his hand behind her, brushing along her waist. A silent…
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Jaebin was asleep. The moment Mooyoung left, he had drifted off, just like that. Seoyeon’s gaze flitted across him—quickly, yet chaotically, unable to settle. She lowered herself onto the couch, aligning her eyes with his reclined form. His hair was styled with pomade, but sweat had loosened a few strands, letting them fall over his forehead. His lips, unmoving. His thick, soft eyebrows. Without thinking, she studied his face—the face she had never truly looked at before. His eyelashes…
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