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#1. Stray Dog “Blood is thicker than water. Then what's thicker than blood?” Cha Kangmun suddenly posed a riddle. Lee Gyeonwoo had no intention of pondering the answer. It was obvious that it would be another one of his nonsensical remarks. He was more concerned about Cha Kangmun's well-being than some stupid quiz. But there was no way for him to know that. Cha Kangmun chuckled, gazing at Lee Gyeonwoo through the glass partition. “Hmm? What is it, Gyeonwoo?” His gaze, passing through…-
2.4 K • Ongoing
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The reason for his judgment was clear. Senita Findel was beautiful. It would have been fine if he was the only one who thought so, but unfortunately, Senita was objectively beautiful. Even excessively so—unnecessarily so. Perhaps she was beautiful enough to attract misfortune. It didn't seem like Senita was unaware. She had mirrors, eyes, and ears, so she must have known. But she wasn’t fully aware. She thought people were exaggerating their compliments and that she wasn't actually that beautiful.…-
124.1 K • Ongoing
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The Empress and the Prince departed the Summer Palace with a dozen or so carriages, just as they had arrived. Senita couldn't see them off, just as she hadn't been able to when they arrived. Although she had been granted the honor of being the Prince’s playmate, her role was fleeting. Bidding farewell to their masters wasn't a privilege granted to a low-ranking cleaning maid like her. However, before leaving, the Prince's attendant sought out Senita and handed her a few books and some paper. Among…
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124.1 K • Ongoing
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He extended his hand toward Senita. She didn't have to worry about how to get on. The Prince's attendant approached, clasped his hands together, and told her to step on them. However, she had overheard that he was the son of a count. Could she really step on his hands? Senita hesitated, unsure of what to do. "Senita." Iskandar’s voice interrupted her hesitation. Looking up, she couldn't see his face clearly because the sun was behind him. Senita squinted her eyes. Then, she could finally see…
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124.1 K • Ongoing
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Though the season was coming to an end, the weather still held the warmth of summer. The sun was still hot during the day. Thanks to the roof and the sparse shade provided by the trees' outstretched branches, the heat was bearable while Senita worked. Senita moved her hands diligently. Since she was working alone today, the surroundings were quiet. In this tranquil atmosphere, she naturally found herself reminiscing about the past few weeks. I wonder if the Empress is feeling better now. Senita…
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124.1 K • Ongoing
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Summers in Malezik are long and hot. That was why Svetlana hated Malezik. This radiant land, swallowed by the sun, was not at all suited to her. Rasrosad, located at the heart of the Empire, was especially hot. Compared to that place, with its scorching temperatures, the Summer Palace in the north was like paradise. However, when summer ended, she had to return. Back to Rasrosad, the heart of the scorching kingdom, like a blood-drenched rose. To the Imperial Palace, where her husband and his mistress…
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124.1 K • Ongoing
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Senita was asleep. Gaspar tried to wake her up, but Iskandar stopped him. He slipped his hand under the wet towel and checked her temperature, which was quite high. Perhaps sensing the touch of another's hand on her forehead, the child tossed and turned with a feverish groan, but only briefly. She was too ill to even open her eyes properly. "She has a high fever." "Shall I call a physician?" "Do that. Stay out until the physician arrives." The attendants dutifully followed the prince's…
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124.1 K • Ongoing
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DAY+30. The days I remember are becoming more frequent than the days I don’t. On the days I remember, I can only guess at what happened to me during the lost time. Some days I woke up covered in blood, other days covered in cum. Whenever I felt like I was dying, I’d wake up in the makeshift infirmary in the office, smelling of alcohol. Thankfully, I woke up today. Thankfully. Is this really something to be thankful for? I was in hell. Excruciatingly painful, but not dead. When…-
16.3 K • Ongoing
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“So, have you thought about it?” Lee Pyeonghwa asked out of the blue, as if he'd made me an offer. My brow furrowed. He crippled me, threw me to his dogs, and left me to rot, and now he acts as if he’d given me a choice. “I came here to hear your thoughts, Director Lee.” “My thoughts?” Lee Pyeonghwa put down his fountain pen and stood up from his desk. His imposing presence, as always, was suffocating. Lee Pyeonghwa was a man who climbed his way up from the very bottom. In fact,…
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16.3 K • Ongoing
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DAY+14. “What?” “Keep him alive, but only just.” “Hyungnim, do you really believe this bastard?” I do. Yoon Myeong loves Do Wooyeon, disgustingly so, even to himself. Those intensely burning eyes tell the story. Eyes that were always dull and lifeless are now blazing, declaring his love for Do Wooyeon. Fuck, love. Yoon Myeong, and love. “I won’t say it twice.” “…Yes, I understand. I’ll call Doctor Jeong.” The situation is definitely bad, but I…
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16.3 K • Ongoing
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