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Eyes Only On You“Miss Angelique,” Daeseung's voice dripped with a charm that hinted at his undeniable attraction, his smile lively and inviting. “Would you do me the honor of dancing with me?”Her face lit up with pure joy, a radiant expression that stole her attention from everything else, like sunlight bursting through a heavy cloud cover.“The pleasure would be all mine; I would absolutely adore dancing with you, Daeseung,” she exclaimed, her voice soaring like a melody, enchanting everyone within earshot. As she shifted her gaze to me, her lips blossomed into a smile so magnetic it felt as if the entire room had leaned in closer to bask in its warmth.“Mr. Choi, it was truly wonderful meeting you. Enjoy the party and the rest of your night!” I returned her smile, a quiet acknowledgment, while she and Daeseung glided away in perfect harmony. A soft heat flared in the air as I allowed myself to watch her again. I noticed how Daeseung’s hand rested possessively on the small of Angel
Eyes Only On You“Miss Angelique,” Daeseung's voice dripped with a charm that hinted at his undeniable attraction, his smile lively and inviting. “Would you do me the honor of dancing with me?”Her face lit up with pure joy, a radiant expression that stole her attention from everything else, like sunlight bursting through a heavy cloud cover.“The pleasure would be all mine; I would absolutely adore dancing with you, Daeseung,” she exclaimed, her voice soaring like a melody, enchanting everyone within earshot. As she shifted her gaze to me, her lips blossomed into a smile so magnetic it felt as if the entire room had leaned in closer to bask in its warmth.“Mr. Choi, it was truly wonderful meeting you. Enjoy the party and the rest of your night!” I returned her smile, a quiet acknowledgment, while she and Daeseung glided away in perfect harmony. A soft heat flared in the air as I allowed myself to watch her again. I noticed how Daeseung’s hand rested possessively on the small of Angel
Identity CrisisVictor watched her from several feet away. He was mesmerized as she glided toward him with an effortless grace. Her skin was glowing and glistening like a fine piece of jewelry as it caught the candlelight setting in the room. A soft smile played on Victor’s lips as he momentarily averted his gaze, savoring a sip of his rich red wine. The taste lingered on his palate, but he couldn't resist the magnetic pull of her presence, drawing his eyes back toward her breathtaking figure.Victor, with his perfect posture and tall, lean frame, stood utterly entranced, caught in a spell woven by the breathtaking vision. She turned heads among those dressed in their finest garb at this extravagant gala. It was truly her in the flesh! Her hair and face were immaculate. She radiated an enchanting beauty that eclipsed the captivating photograph he had of her. He found himself irresistibly drawn to her; it was as if he were staring into the very essence of her being.This girl was exqui
The Mystery ManFrom the outset, Dynasty felt a nagging sense of imbalance with her rival, Mr. Sheppard Choi. He seemed to wield an advantage she didn’t possess—he knew her, and what she looked like, and perhaps even some of her strategies. On the other hand, she was left in the dark about his appearance, which wasn’t fair, she thought. All she had to go on was a faded description from Beverly’s journal, a glimpse into his life from nearly forty years ago.With a determination to level the playing field, before the party, she scoured the internet, hoping to uncover a current photo of Mr. Choi and his family. Yet, her search yielded nothing. The mystery surrounding him intensified her curiosity. She envisioned him as an older man, likely around Beverly’s age, which seemed reasonable, given that the young Asian figure she spotted must belong to his inner circle. Despite the uncertainty, a flicker of relief washed over her; at least now she had a clearer picture in her mind. Still, she k
**Left for Dead**My relationship with my Boss developed when I was very young. It has become a deeply intertwined partnership fortified over the years by numerous shared experiences and secrets, highlighting the exceptional camaraderie we’ve built through time and trust. Over our years together, we have navigated challenges and celebrated triumphs, creating a unique connection that stands apart from typical employer- employee dynamics. I find myself smiling, anticipating the engaging conversation that lies ahead. The thrill of discussing new projects, brainstorming creative solutions, staying up late into the night, or simply catching up on our lives fills me with energy. Each time I hear that unmistakable ringtone signaling a call from my Boss, a familiar rush of warmth envelops me, igniting a sense of excitement."Yes, Boss, how may I assist you today?""Please come over here as quickly as you can. The moment we've eagerly anticipated is finally here. It's time to embark on the jo
Tears clouded my vision as I watched the emergency team hurry up the stairs to Beverly's bedroom. I was on the floor next to her, my heart racing wildly. I held my breath as I saw them remove her beautiful dress, working quickly and purposefully. They started to apply white bandages to her wounds, trying desperately to stop the bleeding. I felt frozen with fear and helplessness, entirely overwhelmed by the seriousness of what was happening. I had never experienced anything so terrifying before.Amid the turmoil swirling all around me, I could hear the detective's calm voice cutting through the chaos, urgently asking, "Is she the victim? How is she doing?"The person they were referring to was my Boss who had been confirmed as a victim. I was in a state of shock and still couldn't believe my eyes."Sir, we caught her attacker, who was found sitting in his car just outside the building. He was taken into custody and then rushed to the hospital to treat injuries on his right shoulder, che
What Am I, A Suspect?I just couldn't accept that we believe what happened to Beverly, and now her condition has declined. The tears wouldn't stop coming. While pacing back and forth, the doctor walks up to me. "Ms. DuBois, I know you are worried, but you must get some rest. We will call if anything changes with her condition," he said, squeezing my hand, comforting me.I nodded in agreement, feeling light-headed like I might faint. I took several deep breaths and began collecting my things to leave the hospital. That's when the detective walks up to me. "Hey, Ms. DuBois, before you go, I have a few more questions for you."I sighed frustratedly. "What is it now, Sir? I'm exhausted, and I have so many things to do. I'm at my wits' end.""I understand, but let me ask you. Has your boss ever been married before or had a past lover with whom she might have had some recent or even past issues with?"I rolled my eyes. "No, Sir. Can you please excuse me? I have to leave and return to the of
Nick smiled, his right brow arched in playful defiance as he countered. “Maybe you don’t remember because you never asked. Of course, I trust you. A woman as lovely as you with a successful business and fantastic track record—why wouldn’t I? Everyone speaks so highly of you and your capabilities.” “Thank you for your kind words and for having faith in me. But I’m quite certain I’ve asked you that question at some point during our time together these past few months,” I replied.Nick’s voice was low and smooth, laced with intrigue. As he leaned forward, escaping the shadows and letting the soft candlelight illuminate his striking features. He exuded an air of commanding masculinity, clean-shaven, his dark hair meticulously styled, every inch radiating confidence. “I’m in Paris, in the company of an exquisite woman. Who has filled my head with fantasy and romantic notions of things I haven't entertained in quite some while. Who wouldn’t want to stay here as long as they could? So,
The Mystery ManFrom the outset, Dynasty felt a nagging sense of imbalance with her rival, Mr. Sheppard Choi. He seemed to wield an advantage she didn’t possess—he knew her, and what she looked like, and perhaps even some of her strategies. On the other hand, she was left in the dark about his appearance, which wasn’t fair, she thought. All she had to go on was a faded description from Beverly’s journal, a glimpse into his life from nearly forty years ago.With a determination to level the playing field, before the party, she scoured the internet, hoping to uncover a current photo of Mr. Choi and his family. Yet, her search yielded nothing. The mystery surrounding him intensified her curiosity. She envisioned him as an older man, likely around Beverly’s age, which seemed reasonable, given that the young Asian figure she spotted must belong to his inner circle. Despite the uncertainty, a flicker of relief washed over her; at least now she had a clearer picture in her mind. Still, she k
Identity CrisisVictor watched her from several feet away. He was mesmerized as she glided toward him with an effortless grace. Her skin was glowing and glistening like a fine piece of jewelry as it caught the candlelight setting in the room. A soft smile played on Victor’s lips as he momentarily averted his gaze, savoring a sip of his rich red wine. The taste lingered on his palate, but he couldn't resist the magnetic pull of her presence, drawing his eyes back toward her breathtaking figure.Victor, with his perfect posture and tall, lean frame, stood utterly entranced, caught in a spell woven by the breathtaking vision. She turned heads among those dressed in their finest garb at this extravagant gala. It was truly her in the flesh! Her hair and face were immaculate. She radiated an enchanting beauty that eclipsed the captivating photograph he had of her. He found himself irresistibly drawn to her; it was as if he were staring into the very essence of her being.This girl was exqui
Eyes Only On You“Miss Angelique,” Daeseung's voice dripped with a charm that hinted at his undeniable attraction, his smile lively and inviting. “Would you do me the honor of dancing with me?”Her face lit up with pure joy, a radiant expression that stole her attention from everything else, like sunlight bursting through a heavy cloud cover.“The pleasure would be all mine; I would absolutely adore dancing with you, Daeseung,” she exclaimed, her voice soaring like a melody, enchanting everyone within earshot. As she shifted her gaze to me, her lips blossomed into a smile so magnetic it felt as if the entire room had leaned in closer to bask in its warmth.“Mr. Choi, it was truly wonderful meeting you. Enjoy the party and the rest of your night!” I returned her smile, a quiet acknowledgment, while she and Daeseung glided away in perfect harmony. A soft heat flared in the air as I allowed myself to watch her again. I noticed how Daeseung’s hand rested possessively on the small of Angel
Eyes Only On You“Miss Angelique,” Daeseung's voice dripped with a charm that hinted at his undeniable attraction, his smile lively and inviting. “Would you do me the honor of dancing with me?”Her face lit up with pure joy, a radiant expression that stole her attention from everything else, like sunlight bursting through a heavy cloud cover.“The pleasure would be all mine; I would absolutely adore dancing with you, Daeseung,” she exclaimed, her voice soaring like a melody, enchanting everyone within earshot. As she shifted her gaze to me, her lips blossomed into a smile so magnetic it felt as if the entire room had leaned in closer to bask in its warmth.“Mr. Choi, it was truly wonderful meeting you. Enjoy the party and the rest of your night!” I returned her smile, a quiet acknowledgment, while she and Daeseung glided away in perfect harmony. A soft heat flared in the air as I allowed myself to watch her again. I noticed how Daeseung’s hand rested possessively on the small of Angel
The Dark Prince:My mind is a whirlwind of activity, a natural consequence of my profession. I find my eyes perpetually scanning the crowd, attentive to every hand gesture and flicker of body language, always aware of potential exits. With an eagle-eyed focus, I absorb the vibrant tapestry of my surroundings, filing away details in my expansive memory. Yet, amidst all this observation, one sight caught my attention: the grand staircase, alive with movement. Guests flowed down the ornate steps, laughter intertwining seamlessly with the upbeat melodies from the live band, creating a palpable energy in the air.I'm particularly adept at reading people; it's a skill I've honed despite the intricate nuances of human behavior. Being on American soil ignited the instincts from my Special Ops training, making keen observation essential. I had to remain inconspicuous while I surveyed the scene, so I took a casual sip of my drink, flashing a disarming smile at the extravagantly dressed people w
"Chicago! Ha, ha! This city is bursting with glamour, excitement, and energy tonight!" Seungchan exclaimed excitedly, peering out the window, his eyes full of spark and curiosity as we drove through the lively streets. Admittedly, I felt the energy, but I kept my cool. I nodded my head in agreement with his remarks. The night was alive with energy, filled with the sounds of music spewing from all the fancy nightclubs and the laughter of people on the street. Walking about all dressed in elegant clothing, no doubt heading to various parties to bring in the new year. I watched them mingling and enjoying themselves against all the skyscraper buildings and stunning city lights. The guys had all the windows down in our stylish black limousine, which was filled with the smells of delicious food. We came to a smooth stop in front of an impressive 5-star luxury hotel, its exterior shining like a jewel in the center of the city."Wow! Just look at this luxury! Your boss must be doing incredib
Dynasty (POV)Glancing at the beautifully designed clock on my wall, I felt an excitement wave over me, like fireworks lighting the night sky. Only a few hours remained until I would attend the much-awaited Gala—an event everyone had been buzzing about for weeks. Holding my iPad tightly, I could almost hear my friend's encouraging words echoing in my mind. Beverly, my dear mother, an experienced Gala-goer, always knew how to boost my confidence and excitement for such occasions. The memory of her words sparked a fire of anticipation for the fun that lay ahead.Taking a deep breath, I pulled myself out of my cozy bed, my heart racing excitedly. Walking to the bathroom, I removed my comfy t-shirt and light underwear, enjoying freedom. I carefully placed curlers under a bright polka-dotted shower cap, treating my hair as I prepared for a refreshing shower.Searching through a lovely wicker basket filled with fragrant soaps and fancy lotions, I picked out my favorite body wash. The delight
Pov - Mr. ChoiThe aircraft gently descended through the clouds, a subtle shift in its movement signaling our approach to the destination. Victor and Greg, still lost in the tranquility of sleep, were oblivious to the awakening world around them. The rest of us, however, were stirring, shaking off the remnants of sleep as O'Hare International Airport came into view, a vibrant cityscape teeming with life."Wow! I'm actually in America!" one of the guys exclaimed, his eyes ablaze with excitement. A collective sigh of relief swept over us, a tangible sign that the arduous 15-hour journey, marked by turbulence that jolted our bodies, was finally over. Thank goodness we were in first class. I can only imagine what we would have had to endure being six feet tall and sitting in those cramped seats. It would have certainly tested our endurance, but the plane ride here was finally behind us. Daeseung, a ball of energy, leaned eagerly towards Victor and Greg."Hey, wake up! We've arrived!" he in
Final Touches“Oh, absolutely! This event is shaping up beautifully! Hosting my first celebratory party has always been a dream, and it's unfolding just as I envisioned. To elevate the ambiance a notch, we definitely need a touch more elegance. So, Angela, what’s the ETA on those large sectional sofas in a stunning pearled hue? I’m eager to see how everything will come together!”“Oh, the furniture store will deliver them later this afternoon. Would you like them arranged around the room's perimeter to create a cozy circle around the dance floor?” Angela suggested.“Yes, that sounds perfect! It will enhance the overall aesthetic and provide guests with a comfortable spot to sit and enjoy their drinks. Now, how’s the progress going with the entertainment? I envision the dance floor as the true centerpiece of our celebration.”“I’ve been reaching out to several renowned bands from Chicago who excel at performing culturally rich songs, ensuring that all our guests can let loose and dance