70 – TIO
Seo Yi-kyung walked down the stairs. The helper, who had been walking ahead, had already...
I Possessed a Terminally Ill Omega
69 – TIO
“Sit here. I said I’d clear this up, but I haven’t finished organizing yet. Sorry…”...
68 – TIO
“There are paintings on the wall, so be careful, I said be careful!” The painting...
67 – TIO
Standing before the bathroom sink, Seo Yi-kyung touched his forehead. The sensation of Han Seung-jae’s...
66 – TIO
“……?” Seo Yi-kyung looked down at the chest of drawers filled with paper envelopes. Then,...
65 – TIO
“Eight billion.” Im Ha-young’s voice calling out the bid echoed through the auction hall. Her...
64 – TIO
Han Seung-jae pressed his lips against Seo Yi-kyung’s and wrapped his arms around his waist,...
63 – TIO
“Ugh.” Seo Yi-kyung barely managed to reach out and grip the back of the sofa....
62 – TIO
Han Seung-jae placed the glass of whiskey on the table. Seo Yi-kyung cast a fleeting...
61 – TIO
“What were you looking at?” It was a voice that could have been buried by...