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Win-Win
When you're curious about the cold and prickly power dynamics between chaebol men and women.- 1.4 K • Jun 7, '25
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- A noble serves the kingdom, they don’t work for money. This was the absolute, unspoken rule of the aristocratic world. However, Jeanne de Toulouse, the eldest daughter of the venerable Toulouse count family, was different. She’d worked as a tutor for Young Master Mael, the son of His Majesty’s mistress, for two years. One day, books written by Enlightenment thinkers, known for disrupting the…
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What Remained at the End
Could it be… he likes me? Oh, this… if I play my cards right, I might just be able to enjoy a fun s*x life, huh? -
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WAMB Chapter 1.11
Tap, tap. Sewon felt a hand patting his cheek and struggled to lift his heavy eyelids. “Ugh…” “You’re still out of it.” Through the narrow slit of his eyes, he saw a figure waving a palm. Unable to fully recognize the person bothering him, Sewon mumbled and nodded vaguely. “Yes…” “Sir, if you sleep here, your mouth’s gonna droop.” “No, it won’t…” Even in his drunken haze, Sewon shook his head at being called “Sir.” “How much did you drink?…-
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Beom Sajun fell silent for a while. I remained still, no longer trying to pry his arms away. After a long pause, he soothed me in an even gentler voice, "I won't do anything. I just want to fall asleep with you." "....." "You might not realize it, but we've been sleeping together like this for the past two nights. I can't sleep without you anymore." Perhaps I'd been too complacent. I'd underestimated the depth of Beom Sajun's feelings for me, dismissing him as merely a mentally unstable…
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Finally reaching the front door, I turned the handle. With a clunk, the door creaked open. I'd worried it might be locked, but there was no need. I stepped out through the open doorway. The soft carpet brushed against my bare feet. Come to think of it, I had no shoes or clothes. All I was wearing was a thin bathrobe. The bastard must have bathed me and dressed me at some point, because I smelled nice. At least I wasn't naked, so it didn't really matter. I slammed the door shut and relentlessly…
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His finger began to thrust faster, targeting a specific spot. Whether he knew what he was doing or not, clear pre-cum oozed from me with each press. It flowed uncontrollably, like I'd wet myself, the pre-cum leaking without stopping. "No, it's you. You're Kim Yuwan, aren't you?" "Ugh... uh... ugh..." "Birthday August 6th. Blood type B. Your parents are gone, and your grandmother, who you lived with, passed away when you were in middle school, right? That scar on your forehead... you got it when…
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Imprisonment Romance "Actually, I like you, Sunbae." I confessed to the senior I had a crush on, fueled by alcohol. I'm a man. He's a man. I fully expected to be rejected, but miraculously, we started dating. "What? Really? Then let's date, Kim Yuwan." "Yes... Let's start counting from today." Overjoyed, I drank heavily. Then I blacked out. When I woke up, I was in an unfamiliar room, and an unfamiliar man was looking down at me. It was Day 1 of my…
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