Calen_ongo
Stories
19
Chapters
216
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386.7 K
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Reading
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Chairman Ryu was a self-made man who had built his company from the ground up. For a businessman, he had a relatively clean reputation, known both as a shrewd entrepreneur and a devoted husband. In his younger years, he was a role model for ambitious youths, and his only son, Ryu Seungwook, was considered a promising successor. His image was so well-regarded that it quelled criticisms about family succession. That is, until a woman appeared, claiming to have borne his child. What made matters worse…-
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Beneath the deep red, sultry lighting, the air in the enclosed space was thick and humid. A large easel stood in the room, and behind it, someone was seated. Swish, scratch. The repetitive sound of graphite grinding against paper filled the silence. "Don’t you have any other drawings?" It was Heeju who asked. With an air of arrogance, as if she already knew exactly what was being drawn. Or rather, it was Yeon Heeju inside the dream speaking to the man behind the easel. "There…
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"Why did you take my sketchbook?" The first time Heeju saw Iseok that day was at dawn, just before sunrise. True to her adaptable nature, she had fallen asleep early the night before, as if she had never spent hours tossing and turning. She woke in the dim pre-dawn light, and since she was already up, she decided to warm up a glass of milk in the kitchen. That was when she ran into him. Dressed in a black robe, his damp hair suggested he had just stepped out of the shower. "Oh… When did…
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Beneath the water, his hand slid in, tracing along the curve of her body. Fingers slipped past the clinging fabric, pushing aside the wet cloth to cup her bare, swollen breast. When his palm circled over the stiff peak of her nipple, Heeju let out a soft moan. Supporting the underside of her breast, Iseok lightly scraped his thumb over her areola as he murmured, “But tell me… why didn’t you sleep with him?” “Who—haa…” “It wasn’t your first kiss.” “…Mmh. I don’t…
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Splash, splash. The sound of waves crashing against the shore echoed nearby. The midday sun blazed down, now that the rain had stopped. Heeju weakly pushed herself up from the bed. "How many days have passed…?" Two? Three? "I don’t know. I’m just hungry." Clutching her aching stomach, she glanced around the room. She needed to eat something—anything. When she was feverish, even a sip of water had felt impossible. But now, with her strength slowly returning, she felt desperate enough…
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"He said you should go first." Heeju stared at the airport ticket in her hand. "We’re definitely not normal, are we?" A newlywed couple going on separate honeymoons right after their wedding—yeah, that doesn’t happen often unless it’s a relationship like ours. Maybe this was for the best. Better than sitting side by side on a plane with someone she felt uncomfortable with. The first-class ticket that Seok had arranged for her was the most uncomfortable flight she had ever taken. In the…
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As if trying to shake off his words, which echoed like a lingering refrain, Heeju squeezed her eyes shut, then opened them again. "Why… do I have to bear your misfortune?" This was dangerous. She couldn't stay here any longer. The longer she remained in the same space as him, the more she felt herself getting dragged into his pull. That thought alone made her move. If only he hadn’t grabbed her arm. The half-open bathroom door shut completely. Then, it locked. "…What are you…
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"You look tired." "This is fucking annoying." It was pitch-black darkness. Ryu Iseok adapted to that darkness. He lived on, adjusting to the sensation of being so closely melded with the dark that it was unclear whether he was the darkness or the darkness was him. "I’ll bring you some cold water." Ryu Iseok trudged out onto the terrace. Being in a crowd for too long made his stomach churn. A headache struck, and exhaustion crashed over him like a…
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"Heeju, I made a reservation at that place we talked about." Heeju glanced at the message she had exchanged with Hyunsu before flipping her phone face down again. Sitting at the bar, she took a sip of her cocktail, rested her chin on her hand, and let the jazz music wash over her. A couple of hours had already passed since the new year began. Tonight was the first time she had been given permission to stay out overnight. She had always wanted to spend the night buried in the lively crowd of…
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She had hoped never to see him again, but all that remained were endless encounters she could not avoid. Heeju sharpened her senses more than ever, carefully observing her grandparents' movements. One day, she had visited a hanbok shop to have her wedding attire tailored. In a moment of impulse, she had slipped away midway. She had never had much freedom in movement—short distances were usually handled by the household staff, and for longer ones, she was accompanied by a driver. But this…
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