What happens when fate brings you together with your true love? And what if it happens too late? Y/n and Jungkook share a deep, forbidden love, but their world is full of obstacles. Can they control their feelings and stay apart, or will they follow their hearts? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Mature content warning (language, smut, age gap, etc) If you are underage or not comfortable with it, search for an other ff. Reminder: this is a fanfiction and has nothing in common with the idols in real life. And yes, this is my first book, I hope you will enjoy it:)

𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐉𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐎𝐅 𝐉𝐄𝐎𝐍 𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐊𝐎𝐎𝐊 ___________ 𝐌𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝𝐮𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐚𝐩 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞. 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐝𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐈 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞-𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐟𝐭, 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐨𝐫 𝐈 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧-𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐫. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐰, 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦, 𝐈 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐳𝐞. 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐡. 𝐈 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤, 𝐈 𝐝𝐨. 𝐈'𝐦 𝐝𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐤 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲, 𝐜𝐨𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩'𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐚. 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐚𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭, 𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦, 𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭. 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝, 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭, 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞. 𝐒𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐌𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐀

Jeon Jungkook, cold-hearted, dominant, and emotionally closed off, is the only son of Korea's top business tycoon. Trained abroad for years to take over the empire, he returns home only to be met with a cruel condition from his dying father: marry YN, or forget the company. YN is his father's best friend's orphaned daughter, abandoned by her stepmother after her father's death. She's soft-spoken, innocent, kind-hearted, and completely alone in the world. Taken in by Mr. Jeon out of loyalty and compassion, she's raised under the same roof but always treated like an outsider by Mrs. Jeon. When Jungkook returns, he sees YN as nothing but a burden. A silent girl with no place in his glamorous, dominant world. But he agrees to the marriage for the company on one condition: she will belong to him completely. Behind closed doors, Jungkook uses YN like his personal stress reliever. He never speaks kindly, never shows affection, and only touches her when his frustration peaks. YN, with no one else in the world, quietly takes it all never complaining, never fighting back. In public, Jungkook is the perfect husband. At home, he treats her like a possession. But YN's silence hides wounds deeper than he knows. And her obedience might not be a weakness it might be her shield. As their nights grow darker and more possessive, Jungkook begins to feel something he's never allowed himself: need. And when the obedient bride starts to matter more than he expected, everything begins to fall apart..

Elara never belonged in Jeon Mansions. At 23, she was soft and unseen-until Jeon Jungkook noticed her. The cold-blooded king of the mafia empire, he was incapable of love, but her innocence ignited a hunger he couldn't control. Without warning or permission, he claimed her, pulling her into a world of obsession and danger she could neither escape nor understand. She drew in a shaky breath, her back pressed to the cold wall as if it could save her. "Please... don't do this." His shadow fell over her, stealing what little light remained. His voice was a low, dark promise. "It's too late, little dove. You were mine the moment I saw you." Her eyes glistened with unshed tears, but defiance still burned in them. "You can't own me." He leaned in, close enough that she could feel the heat of him, the danger. "Watch me." Her fingers trembled as she tried to push him away, her voice raw. "What do you want from me?" His smile was slow, predatory, as if he were savoring the taste of her fear. "Everything." For a moment, silence stretched between them-heavy, suffocating. Then she spoke, her words a broken vow. "One day... I'll leave." He tilted his head, studying her as though she were something fragile he meant to break. "And I'll find you," he murmured, the words sealing her fate.

Welcome to my Hell Princess! A dark voice came from right behind her sending chills down her spine. . . . For those who dare to love beyond reason, to those who are willing to lose themselves in the chaos of desire and power. This is for the broken, the lost, the ones who fight for what they can never truly possess. . . . The story of a girl who got stuck in a marriage she never wanted, not knowing that the one she married is the most cruel mafia, who intends to make her life a living hell. he beats her for little mistakes, imposing his control and dominance until one day he goes too far in his games of possession. He and his enemies work together to get her and make her their possession. in their games of possessions, she became a mere tool to possess. Will she ever be able to free herself from the GAMES OF POSSESSION? . . . This story is my own written. don't copy or repost.

Introduction In a city ruled by shadows, power comes with a price-and love is the most dangerous game of all. Kim Taehyung is feared. Possessed. Untouchable. A man who commands respect and loyalty with a cold, unyielding hand. The world knows him as a mafia kingpin, but few know the obsession that burns beneath his calm exterior. Y/N, fragile, delicate, and scarred by loss, has learned to live in quiet shadows, hiding the ache of her past behind gentle smiles. The world sees her as vulnerable-but beneath her softness lies a quiet strength, one that draws danger closer than she dares to imagine. When Taehyung's world collides with hers, boundaries shatter. Desire and danger intertwine. Possession and temptation blur... even when everything says they shouldn't be together. This is a story of obsession, of protection, of a man who will stop at nothing to claim what he believes is his... and a woman who must choose whether to resist, or surrender.

Taehyung-Let another man touch you and I'll fvck you on the top of his grave. Yn-No matter how far I run or how well I hide.He will flip the world upside down Just to find me Taehyung-You are my dirty little whore and I'm your master.... Yn-I hate you.... Taehyung-I know you hate me and I don't fucking care about it..because I hate you more than anything in this world Taehyung-Cazoo...Fvck...Beg...beg for it "Venom" Yn-Please.... Taehyung- What we are doing is sick but no one else touch you like me... @Mature content @All right Reserve

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Y/n's blood ran cold. He looked different-tattoos snaked up his arms, a scar cut across his cheek, piercings glinted on his eyebrow and lips. He looked like a monster. "Missed me?" he said, his voice low and chilling. "Y-You..." "Yes, darling. It's me. Surprised?" He smirked. "You're probably wondering how I'm here. Well, I was given fifteen years, but guess what? This system is corrupted. Money talks. And here I am." He reached out to touch her cheek. She slapped his hand away. Jungkook chuckled darkly. In prison, he had worked for the mafia. He had become one of them. "Get out of here!" ------------------------ Its a Dark Romance Novel.. Warning- Harassment, killing, abuse, torture, rape,etc. You've been already warned. Read it on your own risk.. Note-No one is allowed to report, copy, translate or hate on my story. No one is allowed to report my story. If you don't like it then just fuck off. No one's forcing you to read it. It's my hard work and I'd love you'all to support me not to give me negative vibes. Its a Fictional story, so please do not take it to your heart.