"The Kimchi and Cassava Kiss" is a warm and funny story about finding unexpected connection across cultures. Amara, a bright and ambitious physiotherapy student from Nigeria, lands a dream scholarship to study in Seoul. To make ends meet, she takes a job as the PA to Kwon Taeyang, a sharp and successful CEO who, despite his captivating looks, has a reputation for being difficult. Their first encounters are a clash of personalities and backgrounds, filled with misunderstandings and Amara's internal eye-rolls at her demanding boss. But as they navigate the daily chaos of work and life in a bustling new city, small gestures and shared moments chip away at their initial resistance. It's a tale of how two very different people, brought together by chance, might just discover that beneath the layers of kimchi and cassava lies a surprisingly delicious connection.
It was almost celebratory to watch the harmattan wind, which is normally a dry, dusty companion, scrunching palm fronds against the window outside Amara's window. She clutched her phone, her heart doncing in the air, in some crazy dance of joy and shock. Her laptop screen was still open with the email for her scholarship to Seoul National University, still glowing in the small bedroom that was being built in Otu, Anambra. Physiotherapy was going to take her much farther than she ever dreamed.
With shaking fingers, she scrolled through her contacts and found Ifunanya's name. Her best friend, who she'd been dating since the turbulent teenage years of their secondary school days, just moved to Seoul a year ago for her master's degree. If any one would be able to bear the majesty of this news, it was Ifunanya.
We answered the phone twice and the only sound she could hear was the laughter of Ifunanya. "Amara! My Sunshine! How are you? "And even more important, her laughter filled the room.
"Ifunanya guess what? " Amara's whisper was a breathless wildfire of excitement.
There was a thump of playful suspense at the other end "Don't tell me... you finally perfected your recipe for jollof? "
He laughed pure, unstrained laughter, "Better! Much, much better! I got it, Ifunanya! The scholarship! Seoul National University! "
A shriek made its way down the phone line. Ah! My girl! I knew it! I told you! This is amazing, Amara! I'm so happy for you! Ifunanya's excitement ran through the phone and Amara's smile lights up.
They talked for a while and Amara pointed out that the first time she got the email, you know the strange shock that had gradually turned into excitement, Ifunanya asked her about visa applications, flights, and Korean wrath, just in case.
As the two of them began to wind down, a bit of funnyness started to enter Ifunanya's voice and she began to whisper something into her ear, "So I suppose about this new phase of your life here in Seoul... I could have run across something that would make your transition a little... easier.
Amara's eyebrows shot up, even though Ifunanya couldn't see her. "Oh? Easier how?"
"Well," Ifunanya drawled, "my neighbor works for this massive tech company here, Innovate Korea. Apparently, their CEO is in desperate need of a new personal assistant. The last one, let's just say, couldn't handle his... 'unique' management style."
Amara's initial excitement cooled slightly. Juggling a demanding physiotherapy degree with a potentially nightmare boss wasn't exactly her idea of an easy transition. "A CEO's PA? Ifunanya, I'll be studying full-time. I don't know if I'll have the time."
"Think of the money, Amara!" Ifunanya countered, her voice persuasive. "The pay is supposed to be really good, enough to give you some breathing room beyond the scholarship. Plus, the hours are flexible, you can work around your classes."
Amara chewed on her lip, considering. The scholarship was generous, but Seoul was known to be an expensive city. A little extra income would definitely be helpful. "What's the catch?" she asked, a familiar suspicion creeping in.
"Okay, so my neighbor did mention... he's a bit intense. Demanding. Maybe even a little rude," Ifunanya admitted, then quickly added, "But! And this is a big but, according to her, he's also... well, picture your favorite K-drama lead. Tall, handsome, the works."
Amara snorted, despite herself. "Ifunanya, you and your dramas. Looks don't magically solve problems."
"Maybe not," Ifunanya conceded with a chuckle. "But it certainly doesn't hurt the view while you're organizing his impossible schedule, right? Think of the networking too! You never know who you might meet. And honestly, Amara, you're one of the most resilient people I know. If anyone can handle a grumpy CEO, it's you."
Amara sighed, a small smile playing on her lips. Ifunanya had a way of making even the most daunting prospects sound like an adventure. "So, what exactly would this entail?"
Ifunanya's smile grew wider. "Let's just say you'll be earning your pay. Meetings, conference calls, and travel. You'll need to be organized and on your toes at all times. Who knows? Both of you might start falling in love slowly and then get married"
Amara chuckled and replied, "You watch too much K-dramas, madam."
And just like that, amidst the celebratory harmattan winds of her Nigerian home, Amara's Seoul dream began to take an unexpected turn, one that involved demanding schedules, a potentially rude but undeniably attractive CEO, and a side hustle she hadn't even imagined. The prospect was both terrifying and strangely exhilarating.
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"I'm going to tell you what I have in mind," he murmured. "First you're going to strip down until you're completely naked," he whispered against her ear. "Then I'm going to tie you up so you're completely powerless and subject to my every whim." "Mmm, sounds good so far," she murmured. "Then I'm going to insert a plug to prepare you for me. After that I'm going to spank that sweet ass of yours until it's rosy with my marks." She shivered uncontrollably, her mind exploding with the images he evoked. She let out a small whimper as he sucked the lobe of her ear into his mouth. God, she could cum with just his words. She was already aching with need. Her nipples tingled and hardened to painful points. Her clit pulsed and twitched between her legs until she clamped her thighs together to alleviate the burn. "And then I'm going to f**k your mouth. But I won't cum. Not yet. When I'm close, I'll flog you again until your ass is burning and you're on fire with the need for relief. And then I'm going to f**k that ass. I'm going to take you hard and rough, to the very limits of what you can withstand. I won't be gentle. Not tonight. I'm going to take you as roughly as you can stand. And then I'm going to cum all over your ass. Are you ready to be completely and utterly dominated?"
Kallie, a mute who had been ignored by her husband for five years since their wedding, also suffered the loss of her pregnancy due to her cruel mother-in-law. After the divorce, she learned that her ex-husband had quickly gotten engaged to the woman he truly loved. Holding her slightly rounded belly, she realized that he had never really cared for her. Determined, she left him behind, treating him as a stranger. Yet, after she left, he scoured the globe in search of her. When their paths crossed once more, Kallie had already found new happiness. For the first time, he pleaded humbly, "Please don't leave me..."Â But Kallie's response was firm and dismissive, cutting through any lingering ties. "Get lost!"
Rose looked at the reports in her hand and was in shock... The reports said that she was one month pregnant, however, how can she get pregnant when she didn't have any man in her life... "Was it because of that dream? Could I get pregnant because I have sex in my dream?" She thought... She didn't have any mental problems, however, except for this she can't able to think about anything... However, she still didn't get out of her surprise when she met the man in her dream... Kevin Davis looked at the reports in her hand and asked, "Is this child mine?" However, Rose didn't answer but asked... "Was that night not a dream?" Kevin was angry because it was his first time and she thinks it was a dream... Kevin forced her to marry him however, Rose didn't want it... She wanted to abort the child but he didn't let her... In the end... Rose agreed to marry him... She looked at Kevin's blue eyes and said, "I will marry you, however, I had two conditions..." "First, after marriage, you can't control my freedom, I still had the right to do whatever I want. Don't worry I won't harm the child." "Second, if I ever found out that you had cheated behind my back then I will leave with my child and you can't stop me..." Both of them got married... However, after she falls in love with him... She found there are hidden secrets in his past...
In the previous life, Maggie Johnson was so cowardly, gullible and stupid that she was coaxed by her fiance and stepsister and then broke her legs and lost everything including her fortune, love and even life. However, she was so lucky that she was reborn in the year before everything happened. Since her life restarted, how could she repeat a previous tragedy? Therefore, in this life, she took the opportunity to improve herself and take revenge on the ones who had ever insulted her. Facing the people who had humiliated her previously, she became smart and experienced to break their frames and tricks that had caused her to hurt in the previous life. Finally, no one could stop her pace to amaze the world any more.
Janice, the long-forgotten legitimate heiress, made her way back to her family, pouring her heart into winning their hearts. Yet, she had to relinquish her very identity, her academic credentials, and her creative works to her foster sister. In return for her sacrifices, she found no warmth, only deeper neglect. Resolute, Janice vowed to cut off all emotional bonds. Transformed, she now stood as a master of martial arts, adept in eight languages, an esteemed medical expert, and a celebrated designer. With newfound resolve, she declared, "From this day forward, no one in this family shall cross me."