21+ [Slow updates] He is a youngest business typhoon, a billionaire. One of the Supreme powers of the country. No one dares to say no to him. A man loved by many but got by none. At first meet, she accidentally spilled wine on him. "Uh..I-I am sorry..", she mumbled, staring at him. And a devilish grin forms on his lips, the kind of grin which made her nervous. "I want to have her", was the only thought that played in his mind as he stared at her. From just a play thing, she soon became the prisoner of his love, his passion, his addiction....his obsession. _________________________________________ Warning : This is a dark romance novel which will have many mature scenes. This can be disturbing for many readers out there who are sensitive regarding such topics like self harm, abuse, violence and other sensitive topic. P.s : I am not promoting toxicity. Hope readers are mature enough to understand that this is based on pure imagination and has nothing to do with any idol in real life.

"No private conversations in my company, Ms. Carlson," he says coldly, making me gasp silently at the accusation. "Concentrate on your work. I'm not paying you for nothing." I don't even have time to say anything in return as I have to watch his back while he walks away, not even giving me a chance to respond to his rudeness. Warning: This story contains mature language and themes - reader discretion is advised

❝You mean, both of us can get benefit out of this thing?❞ "That's literally the reason people call it FWB," he sighs, tired with your innocent ramblings. "FWB?" You question, confused. Shrouding your smirk behind the tilt of your head, you continue acting oblivious. "Friends-with-benefits, you know that, don't you?" The lines on his forehead show how bothered he was by this. Everyone your age ought to know friends-with-benefits, right? "That's really a lot considering you don't even treat me as a proper friend. Can't it be called something more simple? I don't want to feel like I'm taking benefit of somebody. We can call it sex exchange? Or sexchange?" You smile proudly, coming up with it on the spot. He remains numb, staring dead ahead like always. The familiar expression of his coldness replaces his handsome features once again. So cold, a learned shudder passes down your spine. He's a snowman, he's an iceberg, always so fucking cold. Your insides prick when the expression replaces the rare mood of him wanting to talk. Talking with him is no different than talking to an inanimate object. "Fine, sexchange." "So, you agree? You'll dat- fake date me?" "I'll fuck you. That's it." *** ➼ mature content. ➼ smuts, angst, fluff, love, softness, jealousy and a cold jungkook who can fuck you harder than he hurts you.

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