Walking away felt like its own kind of pain, and hope had long since lost its meaning. In the chill of the evening, every step weighed on me-bones aching, skin stinging, as if each movement tore something loose inside. My tears burned against the cold wind, searing rather than soothing. "Please," I whispered, the word slipping out like a fragile, fading prayer. "Do you want me to touch you like this, Daisy?" Each step drags, my feet heavy against the ground, every footprint feeling like I'm leaving a piece of myself behind-like my soul is slipping away with each one. My senses dull, my energy drains, until all that's left is a hollow, aching emptiness. But hasn't it been this way for the past three years without him? "Have anyone made you feel like this? Wet like this?" I don't know if I'll survive this time-but I'm still asking for one more chance. "Just one... and I'll make everything right." But why do I have to beg for it? Why am I the only one fighting? Why is it always on me to fix what's broken? "Do me Jungkook, p-please." Love-so simple, yet impossibly complicated. No matter what he's done, no matter the hurt or the distance, I'm still in love with him. And I want to fight for us one last time. I need to see how it ends, even if it breaks me. Just one final try. "With all the pleasure. I will fuck you, only fuck you with everything I have Daisy." There's no point in hoping, is there? He isn't here. He isn't coming. So, there's no chance at a happy ending for me now... is there? The sun sinks lower, shadows stretching as night draws near. With a heavy heart, I force my feet forward, each step pulling me farther from the possibility of him-of us. I knew this from the start. I should have known better, should never have let myself fall for someone like Jungkook, someone who doesn't believe in love. All Rights Reserved ©2026 ©nrhkrs #wattys2019

You're a new resident in your very first apartment excited to enjoy the simple life of adulthood. Unfortunately for you, you continue to run into unruly neighbors no matter how much you try to keep to yourself. Warning: mature content.

Y/n's POV:- His eyes darken, a dangerous glint appearing in them. "Your father's debt....that was just an excuse. An opportunity." He leans forward, his voice dropping lower as my breath quickens. "You wanna know the real reason I'm doing this?" "Because you're the first person in a long time who didn't cower in my presence. You looked at me like I was still just a thug, not the most feared man in Seoul." He pauses, his expression hardening as I looked in his eyes. "And you know what really pissed me off?" He grasps my shoulder suddenly, making me flinch. His touch firm but not painful. "You stood your ground. You looked me in the eyes and told me off. That mouth of yours....it drove me crazy." His eyes trail to my lips. Time skips:- "I hate you!! I hate you so much!!!" I yelled on his face. Jungkook's expression hardens at my words, but somethings underneath shows a deeper emotion as he spoke. "I've heard that before." He drops his handkerchief and backs away a step. "But you know what's funny? They're all dead now." His words send a wave of terror in my body. ___________________________________________ (If you want to know more....go and check out the story!)

In the heart of a bustling city, Y/N is a fierce and bold woman, working as the personal assistant to the captivating yet infuriating CEO, Jeon Jungkook. Their relationship starts off rocky, marked by tension and a fiery exchange of words-Jungkook's cold demeanor and Y/N's fiery spirit create an undeniable tension. "What? You gonna stare at me all night?" Y/N quipped, raising an eyebrow, clearly sensing his gaze. "Don't flatter yourself," Jungkook shot back, his voice harsher than he intended. But deep down, they can't deny the undeniable chemistry crackling between them. As they navigate the professional landscape, the line between hate and love begins to blur. "I hate you," she muttered, though the smile tugging at her lips betrayed her words. Jungkook chuckled, leaning in to press a soft, lingering kiss to her lips. "No, you don't," he whispered against her mouth. "You fucking love me." But just when they begin to explore the beauty of their budding romance, shadows from Y/N's past threaten to tear them apart. An unexpected arrival sends ripples through their relationship, determined to destroy their love and reclaim what he believes is his. "She's not yours, Jeon," Daniel seethed, his voice low and venomous. "You think you can just take what belongs to me, huh? I saw the way she looked at you... but that's going to change. She is mine Jeon, Fucking MINE" With love on the line, can they weather the storm and emerge stronger, or will their pasts ultimately tear them apart? I'd love for you to give this story a chance! It's packed with heartfelt moments, steamy encounters, and plenty of laughter💖 This story contains mature, explicit and smut scenes, foul language, and themes of obsession and abuse. Reader discretion is advised.

"I didn't want to, but I eventually fell in love with you." Jeon Jungkook being the most successful businessman of South Korea never had the time to be in a relationship. He did have a soft side for his loved ones. One thing he never thought was that he would fall in love with someone to an extent that he would be ready to do every possible thing. He was rude and never showed his love to anyone until one day when he met Y/n. "LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT." But being Jeon Jungkook, he did everything to deny his feelings for y/n and almost succeeded until the circumstances changed once again. Lee Y/n. Working for Jeon Jungkook seemed like the heaviest burden on her shoulders, but that was only till she was his employee. After becoming his secretary she expected things to get worsen but suddenly Jungkook's behavior changes. Her overthinking ass got worried because he acted a bit sweetly whenever she was around. Y/n never felt a thing for him. OR, maybe she did and didn't realize. OR, maybe she wasn't ready to accept her true feelings. But when the two people are fated for each other then they can't run away, can they?! So swipe up and drown in the world of an amazing romantic comedy, where you could find everything you want. ⚠ This might be cringey and completely logic less. Don't blame me. I was just a kiddo when I wrote this. Most impressive rankings -> #1 in jungkook #1 in jeonjungkook #1 in angst #1 in angstwithhappyending #1 in romcom #2 in btsfanfic #2 in btsff #3 in fanfiction #99 in btssmut #42 in jungkookff #18 in bike #36 in btsboys #16 in bangtan

❝Stop judging me so hard, Mr. Jeon. People have 𝘴𝘦𝘹. Get over it!❞ "I'm not judging you; I'm judging him," his dark voice went traveling down your sweet panties. "He came in two minutes." "So?" Hot embarrassment. That's what is on your face. "I can fuck way better than that." He casually cleaned his firearm before putting it back in the holster. His formal shirt stretched over his muscular pecs, the on-guard position, and his always attentive eyes. Your bodyguard's sex appeal ran miles, and you had never not noticed. He made you feel hot. One wrong move from anyone towards you, and he looked like he would break and skewer limbs. You felt so...𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙩𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙙. So cared for. So his. "No one cares about how you fuck," you shoot back. He drops his eyes, a swishing glance at your body. Emotions hardly betrayed his face. He assessed me like he could see my body and feel me. Break down the actions of my young body and read them like an open book. "Your nipples tell a different story, babydoll."

Being a single dad is difficult. Being a Formula 1 driver is also tricky. Charles Leclerc is both of those, and it's hard, especially since his kid seems to hate everyone, including him. Lucas Leclerc is a boy whose mom left. He has two involved uncles, a very cool grandma, and all the people around his dad. But no one seemed capable of taking the little boy out of his own world, where quietness reigned. Natalie Beaufoy was born and raised in Monaco. She happens to stumble upon the little boy at the airport. What happens after becomes part of their story. And what a story.

When the ruthless Ferrari team owner's daughter joins as a strategic advisor for the 2024 season, Charles dismisses her as an entitled nepo baby. Forced to work together, their personalities instantly clash over every little thing, neither of them backing down. With everything on the line, can they work together without letting their tension create total chaos? ❝𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘺 𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘣 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘦? 𝘸𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘦𝘨𝘰...𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭...𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘦𝘨𝘰.❞ ❝𝘐'𝘮 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘤𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘣𝘰𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘶𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘥...𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦, 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦.❞

"I can't look at you," his voice trembled with a painful vulnerability, "And not remember the sweet betrayal, Y/N," "I am sorry for betraying you, Jungkook" "You hurt me, Y/N." "I am sorry for hurting you, Jungkook" she murmured. "You walked into this marriage with a lie, with a secret, Y/N," he groaned, his tone laced with a seething frustration. "I am sorry for keeping my secret and lies from you, Jungkook" she responded. "I am shattered, Y/N," he uttered, his voice straining against the weight of his despair, the words almost torn from his chest. "Tell me, what can I do to mend the damage?" "What makes it all the more ironic," he pressed on, "is that Jeon Jungkook, who hates betrayers and despises liars, finds himself entangled in a web of love for his perfidious wife. You, my darling, are the perfection of a beguiling beauty. So stunning in your deceit, yet so poisonous." Started: July 17, 2022 Ended: June 11, 2024 18+. Contains mature themes such as sexual content and very sensitive topics that may trigger some people. Please do not read if that makes you feel uncomfortable. This is a fan-fiction, purpose that all incidents and occasions in this are all imaginary and all are of my imagination. Any resemblance to substantial life events and species, living or dead, are all purely coincidence.

She kissed my neck softly, and i can't help but kiss her neck, and jaw, and behind her ear.. As soon as my mouth touched her sweet spot, she started moaning.. Her thighs pressing with each other.. I felt it, bcz my leg was between her thighs.. Her back was arching, she was so turned on.. She felt like a delight to me.. As a man, i can't hope for anything better than this.. I held her neck, and parted her from me.. I had to use a little bit of force so that she strong grip around me loosens.. She looked at me seductively.. I took several deep breaths to calm myself.. Jungkook breathed heavily- baby... baby.. Listen to me.. Calm down.. Listen to me.. Yn.. The look on her eyes shifted.. I she was listening now.. And she also nodded, a little bit of her innocent cuteness was back on her expression.. Jungkook spoke in a deep voice- if you don't want more, then i think we should stop now.. She looked shocked, her eyes big and curious... Yn mumbled- why?? I couldn't help but chuckle at her cuteness... aghh my baby looked so cute.. Jungkook chuckled- i can't help it.. I know you may need time.. But this- I gestured our bodies intertwined with my eyes, and her gaze followed mine to see how both our bodies were stuck with each others.. Jungkook- this is still in my control... if we go further, i may not be able to control myself anymore.. I am a human too.. And i have my limits too.. The story revolves around the Golden superstar Jungkook and a very normal, not-so-good in anything YN.. How Jungkook became her life, and how she became his life.. How something ordinary like a blossoming love of a young man and a woman, caused trouble between families, fans, and countries.. How everyone tried to take them apart, but the true heart's desire always wins... It is the journey of Jeon Jungkook's heart, it is the journey of love of every fangirl.. The dreams of every fangirl...