She came to Las Vegas with one rule; to feel nothing. Vanessa Rios is thirty four, freshly divorced, and done being careful. She didn't come to Vegas to find anything. She came to lose everything. No past. No future. Just neon and noise and the beautiful recklessness of being completely unknown. Then he sat down next to her at the bar. Kim Taehyung. Twenty six. Quietly wealthy. Dangerously perceptive. A fashion designer who builds entire worlds out of fabric and looks at her like she's the most interesting thing he's seen in both. "You're too young for me." "And you've been talking to me for three hours." "Try again." The rules are simple. No last names. No numbers. No strings. What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas. They break every single one. Three days of neon and bad decisions and 3AM feels and something that was never supposed to feel this real. Then the elevator doors close. He goes back to Paris She goes back to Los Angeles. The snow globe gets put on the shelf. *It was just Vegas.* *It was supposed to stay there.* But time had its own perception. ______________ *Age gap. Slow burn. Strangers to something terrifyingly real. One city that promised to keep secrets and one that refused to.*

What happened when a person who is cold falls in love with everyone's favourite girl Kim taehyung as a cold CEO Min yn as his secretary A simple love story with some family drama and spices Character description: Kim taehyung A cold but gentle man person. Love his family and friends but can't show it cause of his nature but his family and friends know about it. And love him a lot. Workholic , Hates mistake Min yn Introvert but totally extrovert with the people she feel comfortable around Good in everything College hearthrob , very beautiful Respect and love everyone around Having a lot of fanboys ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Hey guys this is my very first fanfiction I hope you'll enjoy it. I will try my best Hwaiting!!!! . . . . . 24/01/01 - #taehyung - 1st position 23/12/05 -#jeonhoseok- 1st position 23/12/31- #jungkook - 2nd position 23/12/28- #suga - 630 23/12/29 - #bts - 8th position 24/01/02 - #fanfiction - 13 #taehyung #kimtaehyung #bts #taehyungff #ceo #vbts #ynff

"To the girl who was marked to die- And the version of himself that did." Y/N didn't ask for this. It was supposed to be a girls' trip. A few days of laughter, beaches, and blurry memories. But somewhere between the airport terminal and the baggage belt, her life flipped upside down. She took the wrong suitcase home. And whatever was inside that case... It wasn't meant for her. It belonged to people who don't make threats-they make examples. People who don't leave loose ends-they erase them. Now she's being watched. Tracked. Hunted. And at the center of it all, living just a few floors above her, is a man with no name- No trail. No hesitation. Only orders. Kim Taehyung. A ghost in plain sight. Elegant. Cold. Unreadable. He doesn't miss. He doesn't speak unless he has to. He's killed for less. And she's already on his list. She doesn't know him. But he knows her. He's memorized her schedule. Her routine. Her silence. He's waiting for the moment- The call. The final green light. And when it comes? He won't flinch. ⚠️ Mature Content Warning This story contains themes of emotional conflict, intense romantic tension, psychological manipulation, and mature situations that may not be suitable for all readers. Scenes may include violence, strong language, sensuality, and morally grey characters. Reader discretion is advised.

" 𝘾𝙖𝙣 𝙄 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙖 𝙠𝙞𝙨𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙬𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙗 𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠? " "This is an arranged marriage." In front of everybody. The city calls it fate.I call it strategy. Because this isn't a love story. 𝙄𝙩'𝙨 𝙖 𝙃𝙚𝙞𝙨𝙩 . 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙄'𝙢 𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 . ⚠️ Mature Content Warning This story contains themes of emotional conflict, intense romantic tension, psychological manipulation, and mature situations that may not be suitable for all readers.Scenes may include violence, strong language, sensuality, and morally grey characters. Reader discretion is advised. His fingers tighten around mine - not gently. Never gently. " 𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝘿𝙚𝙫𝙞𝙡 ." He only smiled "𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙙𝙧𝙤𝙥 𝙩𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙠𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙥 𝙢𝙚 " He thinks he owns this game. He doesn't realize I play just as dirty. The problem? He watches me like he's trying to read the ending before I write it. 𝙀𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙜𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚, 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙩𝙤𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙞𝙨 𝙖 𝙙𝙚𝙛𝙞𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚. "𝘞𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘢 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶?" he once asked mockingly. I met his eyes without blinking. "𝑩𝒂𝒃𝒚, 𝑰'𝒅 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒂 𝒘𝒂𝒓 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒂 𝒘𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒎𝒆." Because when Two Morally Grey people marry each other...It isn't a love story. It's a war disguised as devotion. And the most dangerous part? I think he enjoys the fire as much as I do. 𝘓𝘦𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘳𝘦...

𝗠𝗔𝗙𝗜𝗔 𝗗𝗔𝗥𝗞 𝗥𝗢𝗠𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗘- ❝𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚕 𝚒𝚗 her 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚘𝚊𝚕 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜, 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚜𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚗 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚗 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚜,❞ ● 𝗞𝗜𝗠 𝗧𝗔𝗘𝗛𝗬𝗨𝗡𝗚 ╰─▸A soft, kind yet cold billionaire or that's what people thought of him, was hiding his darkest side under the angelic face. An untouchable man, never liked presence of women around, more specifically never found interest to invest his time in women till the age of 29, caught his interest in single mother. the pure, innocent and wounded soul. ❝𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐂𝐄 𝐈𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐀 𝐎𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐁𝐔𝐓, 𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐈𝐒~❞ ● 𝗝𝗘𝗢𝗡 𝗬/𝗡 ╰─▸The dead 20 yrs old soul tented by many scars given by her abusive husband and stepparents. she lost the ray of smile since early teen, force to mature and trained to bare pain started smiling hearing the giggles of her 8 months old daughter. She was living her life with the purpose to raise her little gem with the only intention to protect her from this cruel world. Her little daughter. Ava. ☆ The journey of conquering her desert heart with his dead one. He was writing fairy tale for two angels despite being the demon of his own tale. Will he heal her, or she will paint his dead, scar filled world with colors? [ The fatherly side of Taehyung for the Ava as well as the tender temptation to get yn will be seen, with madness and obsession in him.] CONTENT -mafia romance -morally grey ML -single mother -age gap -slow burning - dark theme

❝The need to claim you should feel wrong yet nothing about it feels wrong❞

When you went to your grandma's house after resigning from your job and fell in love with the neighbour who is a secret agent. Blurb: "Unit 007, 12-3 Cheonho-ro 7-gil, Gwangjin-gu..." I blabbered out my address to a stranger. "Do you really just tell your address to anyone who helps you?" I heard him as he walked beside me before I shook my head, as a 'no'. "You are the first one," I announced, reaching the night pole before balancing the side of my arm on it along with my temple. I started at his chest, covered in a black t- shirt. "Why me?" He asked, and I glanced at his lips for a second before looking ahead of me. "Because you are a good boy." I heard his footsteps getting closer to me. "And so are you, Ms. 007." I chuckled at the nickname before asking, "How so?" I closed my eyes, tired and intoxicated. "I saw you helping the other girl from a creep back in the club." He declared. I opened my half-closed eyes, my head turning to him. "You noticed too much." I declared, making him chuckle as he shrugged his shoulders. "But I am not a good boy as you see me, Ms. 007." Trying to open my eyes, my gaze met him as his deep voice reached me. He was leaning toward my eye level, staring through me. I could feel the heat rushing through my cold cheeks; his lips were a few inches apart, aligning mine. Blinking at him while staring into his eyes, I gulped. But he didn't waver even a bit. "Are you trying to threaten me?" I asked, my voice stiff yet sore. "Guess." He muttered as I squinted my eyes, trying to read through his eyes that were playfully staring into me, but he was serious. "No, you are just warning me of the consequences of mistaking you for a good boy..." I muttered as the words came out dimly, but I watched his eyes turn amused the next second. I gazed down at his lips before looking back into his eyes, and noticed his eyes dipping onto my lips before meeting mine again. "Correct." He declared as I raised my brows, taking pride in myself.

"𝑰𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒚 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍𝒔, 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕," "𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒊𝒔?" 𝑰 𝒂𝒔𝒌 𝒖𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒓𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒍𝒚, 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒚 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒕 𝒇𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒍𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒔 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒃 𝒂𝒄𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒔 𝒎𝒚 𝒃𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒐𝒎 𝒍𝒊𝒑. "𝑺𝒆𝒅𝒖𝒄𝒆 𝒎𝒆," ◌ ⋅ • ☽ 𖥸 ☾• ⋅ ◌ 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐬 🔞 𝐓𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: • ᴀʙᴜꜱᴇ • ᴀɴɢꜱᴛ • ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ • ꜱᴇxᴜᴀʟ ᴀꜱꜱᴀᴜʟᴛ ɪᴍᴘʟɪᴇᴅ • ᴠɪᴏʟᴇɴᴄᴇ 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐝 ✓