neonlover_1

Only one word: Heirloom 
Heirloom? Isn't that a valuable object that has belonged to a family for several generations? 
Something that is supposed to bring pride, but not always, at least not in this story. 
Everything started with the mysterious 'Heirloom' and everything will probably end with it. 
Li Wei is our ML and Wang Yu Yan is our FL. The empty blanks I will leave it to you all to fill as you read their story. 
Come, witness their journey full of love, dangers, and some life-threatening secrets.

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Excerpt
He kissed her softly at first and then with a swift gradation of intensity that made Wang Yu Yan cling to him as the only stable thing in the dizzy swaying world. 
And Wang Yu Yan did not realize when her hands clutched to Li Wei's shirt tightly. Her hands automatically circled Li Wei's neck. 
On realizing this, Li Wei slowly and slowly kept on deepening the kiss. It became more and more passionately by the second. As it did, Wang Yu Yan felt her heartbeat accelerating. 
Li Wei parted his lips from her shaking lips, sending wild tremors along her nerves, evoking her sensations she had never known she was capable of feeling. 
Li Wei looked into her deep eyes. Wang Yu Yan was doing the same. This feeling that she was felt was foreign yet a nice feeling. She wanted to feel more of this, more of this, and before a swimming giddiness spun her round and round, Wang Yu Yan knew that she was kissing him back. 




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This is an original story by me and my best friend. So pls give it a try 
Thank You 
Neonlover_1 and Rainbow_Writermark

SPRING LOVERS: We who are inseperable

Elaina and Mia entered the building, and asked the receptionist at the front desk about their appointment, the receptionist looked into the appointment list, greeted Elaina, and then said in Russian, "The C.E.O. Is still in another important meeting. Please wait for some time, you will be notified when he is free. Thank you."

Elaina and Mia looked at each other, and Mia said, "I will call his secretary," and Elaina nodded as she decided to scroll in her mobile. Mia excused herself to make a call and after five minutes when she returned, both she and Elaina spotted someone rushing towards them.

The man was in formal clothes and looked anxious. The receptionist who noticed the man immediately bowed and then said, "Good Morning, Mr. Borisovich," in Russian again.

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