S.P.Y (Secretly. Passionately. Yours)
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Secretly . Passionately . Yours
by : sinfulHEXENE
Sometimes, we just have to let go of someone who matters to us not because we have to, but because it's the right thing to do.
Let us remember that we can't force anyone to love us. We can't beg someone to stay when she/he wants to leave and be where he belongs...
Or can we?...
This is what love is all about. However, the end of love is not the end of life...
Or is it?...
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It's real simple,
It's a love story...
But not your typical love story.
And far from simple.
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This story will be about Bonnie and Clyde.
And it will also give you a little about Jekyll and Hyde.
I mean, that’s the genre.
But honestly,
This story will be about the life of an undercover NIS Agent…
Or a SPY
If we put it in Layman’s term.
"The love... The betrayal... The action..."
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WHUT?
Scratch that.
This story will focus on
Choi (the superbly HAWT) Seunghyun
and
Park (the equally beautiful) Bom.
Period~.
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Soo…
A r e y o u r e a d y ?
Let’s ROCK 'en ROLL~!
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started: September 15, 2013
DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
Foreword
PROLOGUE
[18th June 2013]
"Park Bom, this will be the last time I'll be calling you as my girlfriend." he said without even glancing at her while slicing a piece of steak in his plate. His voice with much seriousness. They are having dinner at their favourite restaurant to celebrate their fourth anniversary.
Her brows furrowed. Sadness can now clearly be seen in her eyes. She felt a pang of pain in her heart. 'What is he tryin' to say?' she thought. With a confused mind she managed to say "Why? Was there a problem?" Have I done something wrong?" she tried hard for her voice not to break.
Seunghyun suddenly stood up and kneel (on one knee) beside Bom. He holds her hand with his left and he fished out a small red velvety box inside his blazer's pocket. He opened the box and looked into her orbs, with utmost sincerity in his eyes.
Bom feeling anxious about his sudden actions, looked around the restaurant only to find a handful of tables staring at them. Some couple grinning at them. Ladies are giggling from seeing a romantic proposal.
'No!. Don't tell me he is... pr - pro ...proposing!', she thought. And she turned to look at Seunghyun wide eyed and mouth gaping open. His left hand holding hers and a small red velvety box on his other hand. "Oh god!" she muttered while her other hand immediately tried to cover . Gobsmacked.
"Yes I'm afraid we have a problem." he said. "Park Bom, will you marry me?" he asked upon opening the box revealing a beautiful diamond ring.
And by hearing that, her eyes slowly fluttered close and she felt tears run down her cheeks. From overflowing bliss, she hugged him. "Yes! I do! I will marry you, Seunghyun." she whispered next to his ear.
'I know that this is against all odds, but I'm secretly, passionately, yours... Park Bom.' he thought.
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Author's Note~
안녕 하세요~! 처는 헥신 입니다.~ [TRANS: Annyeong haseyo~! This is Hexene~.]
*sigh*
Soo... this will serve as the start of my very first fanfic. Not really hoping you'll like it, but then I'm hoping that you could drop some comment at the comment section below~ ^.~
Oh btw, this fic will be mainly about TOP&Bom. Let's see if DaraGon will make an appearance here *wiggles eyebrows*. I am planning to inlude some R+19 scenes (*don't say I didn't warn you*).
I can't promise you anything, but let's see what I can do.
FIRST Chapter >> processing <<.
X O X O ,
sinfulHEXENE
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