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      by Emerlyn — "This isn't a problem that can be solved just by selling you off! Huh?" The boss shouted so loudly that the veins in his neck bulged. Every time he spoke, a slap followed, and before I could even swallow the blood, more excruciating pain came rushing in. I clenched my teeth reflexively, but who knows, my teeth might be loose by the time this was over. "Boss." Smack! Just as another slap hit and I staggered, Lingling cautiously approached. The boss paused and turned to her, and Lingling gently…
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      TIN 39

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      by Emerlyn — Where should I start correcting him? Shouldn't I say that the corpse was fake, so his father didn't actually kill me? No, saying that would probably lead to an even worse outcome. It was best to avoid that. "You don't even know why your father is looking for Yoon Ji-soo. What if she owes him money or something..." "I know." "...What?" His brief answer left me momentarily at a loss for words. Joo Do-hwa asserted without moving his face muscles, his expression still the same. "I said I know…
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      TIN 70

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      by Emerlyn — When I first went to the villa with the child, I think I avoided everyone except the child and Logan. The bodyguards stationed around the villa, the employees in charge of housework, the chef who prepared the meals, and so on. If our eyes met, I would quickly turn my head to the side, and unless the child called me, I wouldn't even come out of my room, fearing that I might run into someone. My actions, which were closer to wariness than shyness, were naturally noticed by the child within a few days.…
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      TIN 17

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      by Emerlyn — It wasn't long after that the child had brought me to the villa. The child, who had been taking care of my clothes and food and staying by my side this whole time, gradually showed a more familiar side. One of those things was occasionally confiding their innermost thoughts to me. ‘I don't actually live here.’ The child said they had come to the seaside for recuperation. This grand mansion was just a vacation home, and they would return home once they had fully recovered. That was the reason why…
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      TIN 49

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      by Emerlyn — After finishing my shower, I went downstairs without even drying my hair. I was worried that if I was too late, he might come looking for me in my room. Fortunately, aside from a slightly swollen throat, I felt fine and thought I could manage breakfast somehow. But when I got downstairs, Joo Do-hwa wasn't in the dining room. At first, I thought I had come down first, but seeing only one place set at the table, it was clear that there was just one serving prepared. On the spacious table that could seat…
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      TIN 29

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      by Emerlyn — Yuna's movements as she put the cigarette in her mouth were disturbingly natural. She ignited the lighter hidden inside the cigarette pack and took a deep drag, her cheeks hollowing out. Puffing out the smoke, a familiar scent that reminded me of Lingling's wafted through the air. "What? Is it ugly? Ugly, you say? The way you're talking..." The face that had been beaming with smiles just moments ago was now devoid of any laughter. Perhaps because her hair had become disheveled in the meantime, she…
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      TIN 56

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      by Emerlyn — I've had many opportunities to sell my body for sex so far. There were so many people who coaxed me to sleep with them that I could trip over them, and I didn’t have any ridiculous beliefs about protecting my chastity. If I had such a belief in the first place, I wouldn’t have kissed or done oral sex. Nevertheless, the reason why I hadn’t used both my front and back so far was because the instinctive aversion was greater than the benefits I would get from it. I had managed to survive without…
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      TIN 92

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      by Emerlyn — I remember the first moment I sensed pheromones. No, more precisely, the moment I realized it was pheromones. The day I learned that the warm scent emanating from the woman wasn't just a smell. "Why don't I have that scent?" "...Scent?" When I asked that, the woman looked at me with an unusually serious expression on her face. A hint of unease flickered across her eyes, blue as the vast sky. Her voice, too, carried the same hesitation as she asked me back. "Um, what scent?" "The nice…
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