CHYOM CHYOM

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After eight long years away, Eunseo finds herself back in Korea. When her best friend Mi-yo offers her a place to stay while she gets back on her feet, Eunseo only ever intends to rest for a while before getting out of her hair. The problem is, Eunseo’s demons have come looking for her much sooner than she was expecting, and she soon finds herself facing one in particular. Kang Mido may be somewhat happy that she’s back, but he sure isn’t happy about her leaving in the first place. Determined to stop her from running away again, Mido resorts to drastic measures. Eunseo is in a predicament, there’s no doubt about that, but you know what they say: better the devil you know…

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“Do you want your passport back?” He stared straight at her eyes that were clearly shining under her short bangs. “…Give it back.” “Then you will have to work hard for it.” While she was chewing the meat in her mouth hard, the next piece of meat came into her mouth right after. Avoiding it was not as simple because she thought the fork would become a weapon in this man’s hand. The meat that she barely chewed and fell over her neck in chunks. “What should I do to get it back?” “While growing up, did no adults tell you this? You can’t just say what you want, so don’t say it like that.” A large chunk of meat could not fall over and felt stuck somewhere in her throat. Sarin clenched her fist and tapped her chest. “Hmm…” “Well, if you’d just spent that money on laundry, we wouldn’t have had a chance to face each other like this. Don’t you think so?” It was a simple favour until the money was received, and then it was malice. Owen’s interest borders on malice. His golden eyes glistened. It looked like a completely crazy look, it gave her goosebumps from the inside of her wrist. “…My flight is just around the corner. I have to go back.” Not interested in feeding anymore, he laid down his fork carelessly. She could hear the sound of metal hitting the plate. “That’s your situation.” Word is that her situation is not over yet.

Eden City, the second Las Vegas and a place where all pleasures of this world converge. Sarin comes to Eden City, trying to find the biological father of her niece, Hayan, using the diary of her twin sister, Irin, who died in a car accident. Along the way, Sarin encounters Owen, the king of Eden City. Though frightened by Owen's forceful attitude and the strange gaze that seems to desire her, Sarin chooses to stay by his side for the sake of her niece, Hayan. As she gets closer to Owen, she starts to uncover the darkness that looms over Eden City. Despite this, staying by Owen's side becomes more natural for Sarin. However, Sarin is also hiding a secret of her own

“Do you want your passport back?” He stared straight at her eyes that were clearly shining under her short bangs. “…Give it back.” “Then you will have to work hard for it.” While she was chewing the meat in her mouth hard, the next piece of meat came into her mouth right after. Avoiding it was not as simple because she thought the fork would become a weapon in this man’s hand. The meat that she barely chewed and fell over her neck in chunks. “What should I do to get it back?” “While growing up, did no adults tell you this? You can’t just say what you want, so don’t say it like that.” A large chunk of meat could not fall over and felt stuck somewhere in her throat. Sarin clenched her fist and tapped her chest. “Hmm…” “Well, if you’d just spent that money on laundry, we wouldn’t have had a chance to face each other like this. Don’t you think so?” It was a simple favour until the money was received, and then it was malice. Owen’s interest borders on malice. His golden eyes glistened. It looked like a completely crazy look, it gave her goosebumps from the inside of her wrist. “…My flight is just around the corner. I have to go back.” Not interested in feeding anymore, he laid down his fork carelessly. She could hear the sound of metal hitting the plate. “That’s your situation.” Word is that her situation is not over yet.