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      by Emerlyn — I first saw Kei when winter was approaching my eighteenth year. It was a time when I was looking for boxes to cover myself from the suddenly cold weather, and always carrying the money I had saved bit by bit because I had nowhere else to keep it. It was a time when I had the nerve to ignore a corpse discarded in a pile of trash, but also a time to be wary of sudden presences. 'Ugh...' The black mass that I had momentarily thought was a corpse groaned in pain, proving my assumption was wrong. Judging…
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      by Emerlyn — I knew that it was a reckless gamble. But I decided to bet on the chance that Chairman Joo wouldn't believe my words. I hoped he would laugh it off like Lee Yuna calling me crazy, or curse like Joo Do-hwa asking what my scheme was. That he would dismiss it as nonsense, saying it was impossible for a dead person to come back from the grave. What else could I do? If I quietly took the pills and went back, who knows what Joo Do-hwa would do to me. So whether it worked out or not, I had to pretend to be…
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      by Emerlyn — The sense of crisis was different from when I had hit Wang Wei. No matter how desperate I must’ve been, I felt like I had picked the wrong target this time. However, the anger that overcame my fear was even more intense. As my breathing returned to normal, the cold numbness in my head started to heat up in an entirely different way. "...Then you should have just left me to drown." Capricious brat. If you were going to kill me, you should have done it properly. Or at least pulled me out of the…
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      by Emerlyn — I was aware that I had acted suspiciously. I openly reacted to Yoon Ji-soo's name when it was mentioned and even asked him why he was trying to kill her. Not only that, I tried to persuade and dissuade him as much as I could. It would have been stranger if he hadn't noticed. However, I could say with certainty that I didn't know it would hold me back like this. I thought that even if he found out we knew each other, it would end there, and after meeting Yoon Ji-soo, we could just escape together. As…
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      TIN 88

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      by Emerlyn — "What…?" A look of bewilderment appeared in his usually composed eyes. Pausing, Joo Do-hwa furrowed his brows and slammed the door he had just opened. Then, locking the handle, he ordered to those waiting outside. "Don't let anyone come in here." Who could have been outside? There wasn't time to think about such things. He strode over and firmly grasped my forearm. "...Huh." The hand I had kept in my pants slipped out. My limp upper body was forcibly pulled up.  Normally I would…
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      by Emerlyn — "He asked if I wanted to go with him, and I said no." I suppose I should be thankful that I'm not yet considered "merchandise" to be sold here. If I were, I would have no choice in the matter, but at least I could make a show of declining the proposal. Furthermore, Ling-Ling mentioned that when Wang Wei first inquired about the price, the boss had quoted an outrageously high amount. Claiming that I wasn't for sale and that I was too valuable, it seemed like he was just waiting for the right…
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      by Emerlyn — The affection he had shown me wasn’t genuine. If he called poisoning me "affection," then the feelings I might develop for him wouldn't be real love either. 'So just play with him and then dump him. I'm not telling you to fall in love.' After saying that, Lee Yuna snapped her cigarette in half and looked away. She was frowning irritably, but I could immediately tell that she was deliberately avoiding eye contact with me, as if her conscience was bothering her. '...That's such a nonsensical thing…
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      by Emerlyn — "...What?" I slowly turned to look at him. Though we weren't far enough apart to mishear, I couldn't believe what I had just heard. As I stared blankly at him, unable to say anything, he gently asked again. "Didn't you hear me?" His tone was kind and gentle as if he would repeat himself if I hadn't heard. Of course, what followed was far from such kindness. "I said, come here and kneel in front of me. Let me cum on your face." "..." Did the bastard misunderstand me? After I angrily told…
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