nieye
Stories
5
Chapters
149
Words
810.3 K
Comments
2
Reading
2 d, 19 h
Was this really the ending she wanted? Even though it was the path she chose, worn out and tired, regret clung to her like something grotesque. “Ah… I see now… I guess, deep down, I…” Ha, haha… Like a fading breath, the wind scattered her words into nothing. Was it snowing? A cold drop, then another, traced down her cheek like falling tears. “—! Stay with me! Don’t close your eyes—!” A voice, meant to be right beside her, echoed like it was trapped underwater. The large…- 36.6 K • Ongoing
- “If I said I’d never considered that option… that would be a lie.” “But even so.” The man's gaze caught on the faint smile that had surfaced on the woman’s face. She slowly closed her eyes, and a breath like wind slipped from her lips. “Perhaps I’m getting too old. I don’t even have the strength to fight anymore.” “You?” Killian let out a dry laugh. Lucia replied in a voice as calm and still as a quiet lake. “Appearances aren’t everything, you…
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- But perhaps realizing he wouldn’t let her go without one, she finally parted her lips, her voice dry and cracked. “Ian… is sensitive to the sound of doors opening…” “The sound of doors?” His gaze clung to her swollen red lips. Even under that blatantly intrusive stare, she showed no reaction. Like she couldn’t feel anything at all. Her expression remained blank as she stared weakly at the door. And with that, Killian found his answer. “Ah, so you were slipping away behind…
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- Despite the earlier talk of divorce, the woman didn’t resist her husband’s touch. No. She didn’t even seem to have the will to stop him. She simply let him do as he pleased. “Ah... Lucia...” Ian didn’t care about her lifeless demeanor, like a paper doll in his arms. He wrapped his arms tightly around her waist, pulling their hips flush together. “Hah, that’s good...” What started as a gentle kiss deepened quickly, becoming heavy with heat. He soaked her dry lips with saliva…
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- He stared blankly at the sluggish arrow until a raspy voice broke the silence beside him. “Why haven’t you pressed a button?” “I’m going to the same floor.” Ian, clearly irritated, tried to pick a fight. But Killian’s reply was flat, indifferent. “…I see the Tinelli Hotel’s reputation doesn’t quite hold up anymore.” Ian said with a sneer. “Right? I’d actually have to agree,” Killian smiled, undisturbed by the jab. Having a guy like Ian as a guest really did…
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- The soft piano melody sounded like static in Lucia’s ears. Even the sound of someone’s loud laughter grated on her. Even when faced with the lavishly set table, she felt no appetite and didn’t touch a single utensil. This outing felt like a reward for that incident, as if she was being “compensated,” and that thought alone made everything around her feel repulsive. No, Ian must’ve thought this hotel visit would be a suitable offering. That’s why, when she said she wanted a…
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- Arc 1. Opportunity There was something about the red-haired woman that drew attention from the very start. “Amusing.” Killian lowered his untouched glass, having been too absorbed in the woman to take a sip. At last, he dragged his eyes away and rolled his stiff neck. He’d been fixated on her for so long that the moment he looked away, his field of vision opened up. The entire hotel interior came into view. “Quite the place.” Tinelli Hotel. The restaurant was…
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- ‘I do enjoy giving youngsters opportunities. Since you call yourself a hotel owner now, you ought to be shown how things are properly done.’ ‘Relax and enjoy yourself. You’re far busier than most with all your ventures. Or should I say, playing around with money?’ He had been invited by none other than Tinelli’s owner, Banks. It grated on him. ‘That sly bastard didn’t invite me with good intentions.’ This was a show. A way to say: You and I are not the same. By…
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“Madam, are you inside? It’s Mia Wilderson.” Livi slipped the pouch of herbs into a drawer and gave permission to enter. The head maid, Mia, bowed politely, then stated her purpose for visiting. “I’ve come to inform you of the matters among those postponed due to the campaign preparations that now require your attention, madam.” She made no mention of the previous incident at the training grounds. Her tone remained strictly administrative as she listed the pending tasks within the…- 246.2 K • Ongoing
- “Drink.” “…” He offered her a full glass, but Livi refused to take it. Instead of showing the courtesy of offering a second time, he grabbed her wrist holding the quill and yanked her up. With his height and strength, she was forced to dangle at an awkward angle. “What are you doing? Let go of my arm.” “Hm.” But instead of letting go, Dominic lifted her arm even higher. “Ugh…” Pain flickered across Livi’s face. She rose onto her tiptoes to relieve the…
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