Velvet Trigger- sleek, seductive, and dangerous as hell. In the underbelly of Seoul, justice wears a badge. And obsession wears a smile. Detective Choi Seungcheol follows rules like scripture-cold, unflinching, untouchable. But what he doesn't know that he's being followed. Watched. Hunted. Not by a criminal. Not by a case. By Yoon Jeonghan. The mafia's secret. Seoul's ghost. A man born of silk lies and red-soaked hands. And he's not interested in running. "You don't know me yet, officer. But you will. I'll be the reason you lock your doors. And also the reason you won't want to." When obsession turns personal, when touches are threats and kisses feel like crimes-what happens when the man sworn to protect becomes the one who needs saving? Or worse-wants to be ruined. **Velvet Trigger** is a dark, slow-burn spiral into forbidden desire, blurred morality, and the intoxicating ache of being wanted by the one person you should never touch.

Choi Seungcheol, CEO of Savor & Spice, is the most wanted bachelor in Seoul, but his heart is set on Yoon Jeonghan, the company's HR head. Seungcheol is determined to win Jeonghan's heart despite the company's strict no-dating policy set by his father, which he cannot remove. Jeonghan, however, is resolute in his belief that love is not for him due to his parents' failed marriage. The pain and turmoil he experienced as a child have made him determined to avoid love altogether. Will Seungcheol be able to break down the wall Jeonghan has built around his heart?

In a world where the Dragon and Phoenix Kingdoms have been locked in cunningly calculated misunderstandings and hatred for decades, Dragon King Choi Seungcheol captures his greatest enemy, Phoenix Prince Yoon Jeonghan. To humiliate him, Seungcheol takes Jeonghan as his consort, determined to break him. However, beneath their fierce rivalry simmers a dangerous attraction that neither can deny. As they live together in the Dragon King's palace, hatred turns to passion. Jeonghan, though he despises Seungcheol, cannot ignore the magnetic pull between them, while Seungcheol finds himself captivated by the fiery prince. Despite their growing feelings, Jeonghan, bound by duty to his fallen kingdom, betrays Seungcheol in a desperate attempt to reclaim his throne. Heartbroken and enraged, Seungcheol must decide whether he can forgive Jeonghan's betrayal or let their love be consumed by the flames of vengeance. Amid the ashes of war, they must confront their deepest fears and desires. In the end, they'll discover if love can rise above decades of hatred, or if it will be destroyed by the very flames that brought them together. Updates every Sunday !

The last time Seungcheol had seen Jeonghan was on a date, at his dorm. Jeonghan had sneaked out from his own and had snuck into Seungcheol's for a late night movie night on Seungcheol's new laptop. It had been amazing, but that was 12 years ago when they were 18. The next time, he sees him at a dilapidated building, with his forehead caked in blood and eyes looking at him like he was the last thing he had wished to see.

Seven Mafias. Seven Civilians. One Fate: Marriage. Love, rivalry, and fate intertwine in a dangerous game where hearts are at stake. A boyxboy fanfiction of "SEVENTEEN" featuring multiple ships. Step inside... and discover where destiny leads.

Seungcheol cherishes every moment of them being together while Jeonghan isn't even aware of his first love's existence. But they met again, as unexpectedly as they had parted ways. And now, Seungcheol is determined to bring his incomplete love story back to life no matter what. "You're here." "Yes, I Found You." Happy Ending

Jeonghan grew up living life the way he was told to. He hates the smell of smoke. Hates the burn of alcohol and the way people lose themselves to drugs. To Jeonghan, bad habits ruin lives. Until he comes into the picture. He's everything Jeonghan hates. And yet somehow everything Jeonghan can't help but fall for.

Wonwoo grew up an orphan and learned early that survival required compromise. Now in his early twenties, he lives under the roof of his uncle, a man with deep, festering ties to the criminal underworld. The arrangement is simple and cruel, obedience in exchange for safety. Wonwoo endures it not for himself, but for Chan, his younger brother, the one he raised with hands that learned tenderness before they learned how to kill. Chan is grown now, but to Wonwoo he will always be the fragile center of his world, the reason he swallows his pride and sharpens his smile. When his uncle is ready to make a power grab, he gives Wonwoo an assignment that feels more like a sentence. Kim Mingyu. A rival figure. Untouchable. Stone-cold. A man known for discipline, restraint, and violence measured in silence. Wonwoo is ordered to do what he does best: seduce, destabilize, dismantle. Bring Mingyu to his knees, not for love, not even for death, but so Wonwoo's uncle can strip him of power and rise on the wreckage. Refusal is not an option. The alternative is Chan. Wonwoo steps into the role effortlessly, heels sharp against marble, tongue sharper still. He knows how men look at him. He knows how to let them believe they're in control. But Mingyu doesn't look like the others. He watches. He waits. He doesn't reach. And that makes everything dangerous. What begins as calculated flirtation turns into something unmanageable: quiet conversations, shared silences, trust earned instead of stolen. Mingyu doesn't fall for Wonwoo's beauty, he falls for his precision, his intelligence, the way he never begs and never lies outright. Wonwoo, who has survived by never wanting too much, finds himself wanting everything. And love, it turns out, is far more treacherous than seduction.

"Why is no one reacting to his scent?" The question brings an entire boardroom to a halt. Because the answer is obvious. Yoon Jeonghan doesn't have a scent. He never has. In a world where scent determines status, attraction, and survival, Jeonghan is an anomaly-a scentless omega. Most people pity him. Others think he's broken. Jeonghan couldn't care less. Until he meets Choi Seungcheol. A Prime Alpha with an impossibly sharp sense of smell. "Sir," his secretary says carefully, "Jeonghan has no scent." Seungcheol's gaze remains fixed on the omega. "That's impossible." Because while everyone else smells nothing- Seungcheol smells everything. A scent so intoxicating he can't ignore it. A scent that shouldn't exist. A scent only he can smell. And if Seungcheol is right, then the omega who's spent his entire life believing he's scentless may be hiding the most dangerous secret of all.

"I wanted to love you but..." his breath hitched for a second "But this" pointing between them two he continued "what you call 'Your Love' for me" " is sadly making me want to hate you" he then pushed him a little "this is not how I wanted it to be like". ___ "I don't care about 'what it is?' Yoon Jeonghan, You are mine. Love, obsession, possession whatever it is" he said with his low husky voice " you are MINE " he stated with the finality in a firm tone. Main ship-Jeongcheol side ships-Minwon -seoksoo and other ships will be mentioned too,but maybe they won't be having many scenes. This Story consists: -Mafia -bxb -obsessive, possessive, Forced relationships -adult scenes -explicit language -violence -action -blood (if you are not comfortable with any of the mentioned above please take the U-turn.)