ئینامـی ئاسا - وەکو هەر مرۆڤێکی تر ئاسای نەبوو، لە خەونـەکانی دا دەیتوانـی داهاتوو ببینێت، بەتایبەت دەیتوانـی مردنی خەڵکانی تر ببینێت. هەرگیز نەیدەتوانی داهاتوو بگۆڕێت، هەرگیز ناتوانێت! بەڵام کاتێک لە خەونێکی کوشنـدە، مردنی کوڕێک دەبینێت، شتێک دەست دەکات بە گۆڕان. بۆ یەکەمین جار، ئاسا دەیویست داهاتوو بگۆڕێت، داهاتووی ئەو کوڕە. تەنانەت ئەگەر هەموو شتێکیشی بۆ بخاتە مەترسیەوە، داهاتوو دەگۆڕێت. ئـاسا ☄︎ ڕیـن نووسینی یەکەم وشە: ٨.٤.٢٦ + بەردەوامـە

He slid his hand slowly around her waist, his eyes locking onto hers, "I'm not here to play nice, I'm here to make you mine and no matter what it takes" She pulled back just slightly, breath catching, voice low but steady, "You think you can just take me?" His voice dropped to a husky whisper as he brushed his lips near her neck, "but one touch of you, Nara... and I swear I'll never let another soul touch what's mine" •───⋅ ⋆ ⊹ ⋆ ⋅───• ⋆.˚ ★- 𝓢𝓱𝓮 hated how good it felt with him touching 𝓱𝓮𝓻. How he made 𝓱𝓮𝓻 feel. The one person who could unravel 𝓱𝓮𝓻 with a single touch. ⋆.˚ ★- 𝓗𝓮 hated that she was the one person who could make 𝓱𝓲𝓶 lose control with a single touch.. the single touch that could bring 𝓱𝓲𝓶 to 𝓱𝓲𝓼 knees. •───⋅ ⋆ ⊹ ⋆ ⋅───• ˙⋆✮ The famous playboy, Yang Jungwon had it all-looks, fame, fortune, and every heart at his feet. But the moment he saw her, the world tilted. She didn't even glance his way, didn't know his name, didn't care for his charm. Nara was a mystery wrapped in grace, a silent storm in the middle of chaos. And for the first time in his perfect, reckless life... Jungwon didn't want just anyone. He wanted her. Badly. Obsessively. Secretly