111. Seo Ji-yeon, You’re Mine

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I stood before Lee Yu-jin, chairwoman of Cheonsan Group – Songdo’s economic lifeline. “Rebuilding entire cities for villains? Even we can’t justify that investment,” she said, nervously adjusting her glasses. The corporate queen looked genuinely torn between fear of government audits and… whatever unnatural charm radiated from this dragon-girl.

Then came the real obstacle: Nolbu Space Industries. That greedy bastard had launched a terraforming race to Mars using magic-powered spacecraft. “If we lose this space race, Cheonsan gets devoured,” Yu-jin confessed.

I grinned, fangs glinting. “What if we launch first?” The plan crystallized – sabotage Nolbu’s launch, secure Cheonsan’s funds, and get my kingdom built. Simple.

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Meanwhile, Korea’s second strongest hunter Seo Ji-yeon paced her apartment, torn between two obsessions. On her screensaver: Yoo Jin-seok’s stoic face. On her phone: twelve unanswered calls to Yoo Eun-ha.

“Jin-seok oppa never looks at me that way,” she muttered, recalling how Eun-ha had kissed her knuckles after their movie date. That damnable dragon-girl had whispered things no man ever did – “You’re my first priority” and other dangerously sweet lies.

The battle broadcast played again – Eun-ha defeating the Ice Empress while Ji-yeon’s camera shutter clicked helplessly from the sidelines. That’s when she knew. The way her uterus clenched watching Eun-ha’s triumphant smirk… No man could evoke this heat.

“I can’t take this anymore,” Ji-yeon gasped as her phone buzzed with another flirty text. The scent of musk and ozone suddenly filled her apartment.

“Miss me?” purred a voice from her bed. There lounged Eun-ha in male disguise, fingers toying with Ji-yeon’s discarded bra. “I did warn you…” In one fluid motion, the dragon pinned her against the wall. “…you’re mine.”

Ji-yeon’s last rational thought evaporated as fangs grazed her neck. Let the world burn – this predator’s embrace felt like coming home.