What would you do if you found out that your new bodyguard was actually the world's most famous porn star?

[🏆 X 40] A young woman's body is found in Grove Park, marked with a mysterious symbol. Detective Vienna Song is on the case. She's built her career on solving crimes no one else can. But this one? It's far more sinister than anything she's seen before. Then there's Jeon Jungkook. Criminal. Charmer. Wild card. He swears he had nothing to do with the victim, but his name won't stop surfacing in the investigation. And now Vienna has two choices: lock him up or use him to crack open a case that's only getting uglier. They don't trust each other. They can't walk away either. And the deeper they dig, the more the lines blur―between truth and deception, justice and revenge, attraction and prejudice. Bodies are piling up. Time is running out. And someone in the dark is watching, waiting―ready to strike again. > AU > BTS Jeon Jungkook fan fiction > mystery x thriller x crime x romance Disclaimer: this story contains sensitive subjects, including depictions of sex, abuse, swearing, drinking and smoking. This book is for adult readers. You've been warned! Cover and banners by incredible @Janefanfics_ Highest ranking: #1 in jeonggukff #1 in femaledetective #1 in conartist #2 in btsau #5 in investigation #6 in auction #8 in btsjk #8 in mystery-thriller out of 36.4k stories! #16 in btsjungkook #17 in #jin #17 in #hoseok I can't fit all the achievements here, so the full list is in the author's note 🥇 x 21 TIMES WINNER 🥈 x 14 TIMES WINNER 🥉 x 5 TIMES WINNER

O N - H O L D ! By daylight, Professor Jeon Jungkook is sharp, controlled, exactly the man his students expect him to be. When the camera turns on and the helmet slides into place, something else awakens-something unrestrained, magnetic, and meant to stay unseen. Across campus, Y/n keeps her head down, quiet and diligent, secretly writing stories about the helmeted man whose videos the internet can't stop talking about. But between what she writes and what he hides, could there be a connection? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Disclaimer: This fanfiction is purely a work of fiction. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Images from Pinterest, all rights belong to their respective owners. Warning: This story contains mature content, including explicit scenes and strong language. It is intended for adult audiences only. Reader discretion is advised. Copyright Notice: All rights reserved. No part of this work may be copied, translated, or distributed without my explicit permission. If you enjoy my story, don't hesitate to leave a star and share your thoughts in the comments-I truly appreciate your support!

❝ You are not fucking cutting it! ❞ "I am." His eye brow cocked, not taking any of your threatening stares seriously. This jerk! "I love my vines of bougainvillea, you're not touching them." "Watch me." He smirked. A horrified gasp swished under your breath when he pulled out a knife. "I'll not let Bam fuck Asa!" Your teeth grit harder, throwing molten fire at his stupid, handsome face. The sentence was spat out from your mouth with much distaste and left behind acid. Petty. Juvenile. Evil. You hated him and that dumb twitch of his lips and ridiculously soft hair and the giant, broad chest and sexy-No! "It's so hot when you curse." "Well then, fuck you, asshole!" ••• ⟼ mature content. kids don't interact. 18+ content. ⟼ smuts, swearing, enemies-to-lovers, slow burn, hostility, arousal through hate, kinky shit, etc.

-In which a tall and intimidating tattoo artist, wrapped in the inks of tattoos and piercings, a total heartthrob of the town is utterly head over heels and wrapped around the small fingers of the tiny little chaotic cutie who works the night shift on the convenience store he is a regular of. ----- Tattoo artist au. convenience store worker au. Age gap au. (Nothing illegal dw) ©Yoonchrisgull

❝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."

"I'll ask you two questions and if I find a silver of dishonesty, I'll hunt you down to the end of this world until you're begging me for death." She nods. "Did you sleep with me against my consent?" She nods - yes. "Were you forced to do this?" She nods - no. "Jeon Jungkook neither forgives, nor forgets, and you my dear, sister-in-law, ended up on the wrong side of me." ◇━━◇━━◇━━◇━━◇━━◇ Kim Y/n - a woman who was physically and emotionally abused by her husband Jeon Junghyun, finds herself in bed with her dead husband's little brother - Jeon Jungkook. She is supposed to be a vessel, to be used by Jeon Mirae - her mother-in-law - to give birth to a heir. And now having slept with the beast - she finds herself on wrong side of the man who has vowed to claim his revenge from her. Who will survive the games of betrayal and love? Who will burn, and who will rise from the ashes...? Scandal. Seduction. Secrets. Welcome to the empire where the widow wears the crown of her brother-in-law's desire and revenge.

Jeon Jungkook was once a boy with a heart. Now, he is a king with none. Forged in war and betrayal, he rules with an iron fist, feared by all, loved by none. Blood stains his hands, and mercy is a foreign word in his kingdom. But in the depths of the palace, whispers of a prophecy stir-one that speaks of his downfall, of a shadow from his past that will bring him to his knees. And when she returns, Jungkook knows one thing for certain. He lost her once. He will never lose her again. No matter what it takes.

|𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐆| ❝There is so much you can still teach me about human anatomy, Professor.❞ ━━━━━━━༻𝓟･𝓑࿔━━━━━━━ 𝗣𝗥𝗢𝗙𝗘𝗦𝗦𝗢𝗥 𝗔𝗨 ║ A stupid, drunken bet with his friends was all It took to turn his life upside down. At first, he thought it would be an easily accomplished task... that is until they chose the victim- Miss Lee. His own professor. ˣ ˣ ˣ ⚠️ +𝟷𝟾 | 𝙼𝙰𝚃𝚄𝚁𝙴 𝙰𝚄𝙳𝙸𝙴𝙽𝙲𝙴 𝙾𝙽𝙻𝚈 ⚠️

In hindsight, you should have seen it coming. Had always known your luck-or lack of it, thereof-and the universe's meticulous plan of your downfall made it easy for you to get tangled up in a series of unfortunate events, which presents itself as the neighbor that lives across from you, Jeon Jungkook. | jeon jungkook x female reader | jungkook in tech!au | not safe for work. minors DNI crossposted on tumblr (main platform) and ao3.