CHAPTERS
Even after hearing the answer he wanted, Jeong Mok’s expression hardly relaxed. ‘Is that really his true heart?’ It was obvious, Haeri was playing up his pitiful side, exaggerating weakness, while at the same time trying to get through the moment with little displays of cuteness. Haeri himself seemed to think he was giving a method performance, or else had resigned himself to all-or-nothing, for he kept trying to soothe Jeong Mok’s anger with cuteness. He didn’t truly feel he had done…- 265.9 K • Completed
Step— Step— The sound of footsteps echoed softly through the Esper Wing hallway. They belonged to Dojin. He had made it about halfway down the corridor when a flicker of confusion crossed his face, and his pace gradually slowed. ‘This place…?’ It was familiar. Of course it was—he’d walked this hallway countless times over the years. But now, it felt strangely foreign. A small frown tugged at Dojin’s brow. ‘Why am I here?’ He stopped. He’d been slowing down…- 289.6 K • Completed
Harrel, as if he had expected it, dodged easily and drew his sword to counter. “Your opponent is me, Kaios!” The knight who had come with Harrel flinched, then pointed his sword at Sharhan as he turned to move toward Lestel. Sharhan tensed, facing the knight. From the corner of his eye, he saw Lestel struggling against Harrel. Harrel, the Marquis of Ailun’s closest aide, had once been Lestel’s sword instructor in his youth. Sharhan had also trained under him once or twice and knew just how…- 264.3 K • Completed
Xu Wanhe stared at the man in front of him like he couldn’t get enough. He didn’t say much, just raised a brow and kept smoking, one cigarette after another. Tang Ziyan couldn’t help but laugh.“You really shouldn’t wear that color. It’s way too soft for you, doesn’t suit you at all.” “Who the fuck are you, huh? Why do you care?” Xu Wanhe snapped with a frown, though it stung a little inside. Fuck’s sake, he’d actually spent the whole damn morning dressing up. Tang…- 71.4 K • Completed
- “Xiao Yang, are you busy?” Dr. Wang took off his mask, looking exhausted. “Not really. What’s up?” The young man beside him was dressed in a white coat, his face clean and neat, hair neatly combed. The light blue shirt under the coat made him look fresh and energetic. “Can you help massage the patient in Room 250?” Dr. Wang tugged his sleeve and pointed toward a side door. “No family ever comes to visit him. It’s always burly men showing up, completely useless. From now on, you’ll…
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- "Are you certain? I fear I may not hold back…" "Go ahead, just hurry up." Lebel watched the tightly woven muscles twitch before lowering his gaze to Yutid's penis, its veins bulging ominously. As if seeking vengeance, he gripped it tightly with both hands. "Ugh, my wife…" Though his palms were soft, his fierce grip made Yutid groan. Yet his member only swelled with greater intensity. Its size, incomparable to fingers, grew even larger, but Lebel remained undaunted, speaking boldly. "Put…
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Gu Yiming used to think a week was short—just a few thousand bullets, and it would pass in the blink of an eye. But now, a week felt unbearably long—agonizingly so. When he was at the shooting range, it was manageable, but once he left, every second felt suffocatingly crowded. He couldn't think about anything else; his mind was completely occupied by Fang Xiao. Fang Xiao, Fang Xiao, Fang Xiao. And Fang Xiao's confession. Gu Yiming wasn't unfamiliar with confessions. He had developed late—short and…- 63.1 K • Completed
"What is it? Spill it." Though he spoke as casually as ever, Jaebeom's piercing gaze was enough to make Bulgom tense up. That look appeared precisely when he felt like he was going to completely strip the other person bare. "Um… Could we move seats for now?" Judging that this wouldn't be resolved in a few words, Bulgom cautiously suggested. Jaebeom said nothing and turned away from the kitchen, heading toward the living room. "Speak." Under Jaebeom's gaze, Bulgom swallowed his saliva…- 182.2 K • Completed
“It’s not… a proposal?” “Pardon? Why would His Grace the Grand Duke propose to him?” Viscount Karoki shot back, sounding utterly baffled. “But the knight said His Grace cherished and protected him greatly—” “Yes. He trusted and relied on him as his personal physician. He even thought of him as a lover. But that was before he discovered the lies!” Viscount Karoki stressed the word lies with particular disdain. “Precisely because he had cared so much, the betrayal…- 279.4 K • Completed
He never got tired of seeing him every day. That look of despair in his eyes, the way his body grew thinner and more pitiful—it made him want to immortalize it in a painting. But no painting could ever truly capture the real thing. Cowering by the kitchen, glancing around nervously just to beg for a single piece of bread. Curled up like a street beggar, asleep. Reduced to such a wretched state, stripped of even the most basic needs, sinking endlessly into humiliation. And yet, what amazed him…- 183.7 K • Completed
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