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Sweetheart's Enemy

In the dimly lit confines of a clandestine meeting, Hanni found herself locked in a battle of wills with her greatest adversary—Minji, the formidable CEO of a rival company. Theirs was a rivalry as old as time, fueled by ambition, pride, and a mutual desire for dominance.

As they stood face to face, the air crackled with tension, each daring the other to make the first move. Hanni's heart raced with anticipation, her breath coming in shallow gasps as she met Minji's smoldering gaze head-on.

"That's where you're wrong, sweetheart," Minji murmured, her voice low and dangerous as she closed the distance between them. "Being enemies doesn't change the fact that you're fucking mine."

Hanni's breath caught in her throat at the raw intensity of Minji's words, her pulse quickening with a mixture of fear and desire. She knew she should resist, knew she should push Minji away and assert her independence. But there was something about the way Minji looked at her, something that sent a shiver down her spine and made her heart race with a longing she couldn't deny.

Before she could protest, Minji's lips crashed against hers in a searing kiss that left her dizzy with need. Their bodies pressed together in a tangle of limbs and desperation, their minds clouded by the intoxicating heat of desire.

In that moment, all thoughts of rivalry and animosity faded away, leaving only the two of them—bound together by a passion that defied logic and reason. And as they lost themselves in each other, they knew that no matter what happened next, they would always be each other's greatest weakness and greatest strength.

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