𝐃𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐗 𝐒𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐫 YN~"Don't you dare pretend I meant nothing.....we meant nothing, You don't forget someone like that-someone you-" Jk~" Someone I what, Shin? Someone I used to lose control with?" He closes the distance, backing her up against the desk until the edge digs into her hips. YN~"You're crossing the line!" Jk~"No, I'm reminding you where the line used to be. You remember that, don't you? When you used to writh under me ,just by the fan of my breath against your neck?" "You want to know what changed? Nothing. You still react the same way-still can't hide what I do to you." "Don't tempt me, Shin. You wouldn't survive it if I stopped pretending to be your commanding officer for even a second!"

🩸 YAKUZA'S DIRGE- "A dirge is a funeral hymn, and his love was a slow, brutal mourning-not for her death, but her freedom." "Do you know why I keep you locked up?" Her breath hitched. Her fingers curled against his chest - hesitantly, reverently - and oh god. The feel of him. Hard. Unforgiving. A wall of heat under her trembling hands. His chest was broad, every muscle taut beneath the thin shirt, his pecs shifting as he breathed - not shallowly, but deeply. Controlled. His teeth grazed her cheek. A bite. Gentle. Carnal. Her lips parted. A broken breath fell from her. Then a whisper - from him. "Hmm?" She shook her head. Too slow. Too dazed. His hand slipped lower, finally, cupping her waist - his palm large enough to cage her, thumb brushing just beneath the curve of her ribs while his other arm remained hooked around her back. Not pinning. Holding. Pulling. She was caged. Held flush to him. Nothing between them but her open robe and his clothed chest. But even then, the heat bled through. He bent again - lower this time. His lips kissed the corner of her jaw. Not sweetly. Possessively. Then he whispered something so sinful, so deliberate, it felt like it was made of oil and ash and honey: "Because if even one man saw you like this... he'd forget his god. He'd fuck his name out of your mouth and never ask if you were promised." Her thighs trembled. Her hand fisted in the fabric at his chest - not to resist. To survive the feeling. He dragged his lips to her jaw again. Her ear. He didn't press them to her skin. He simply hovered. Teased. Waited. She could barely breathe. Her body shook in his hands, her inner thighs slick with her own arousal, every nerve burning like she was being readied for slaughter. Then-her voice. Small. Too soft for anyone else to hear. But he was not anyone. "...But I already attracted the worst kind." His head stilled. Eyes lowered to her again. She swallowed. Then added-"Didn't I?"

"Honey... now what did I say about disobeying me?" His voice was quiet, low and cold, slicing through the silence like a blade. She flinched before he even moved. Chains rattled above her as she struggled to back away. Her eyes, swollen and red, met his-not with defiance, but pure terror. He walked toward her slowly, savoring her panic. She looked so fragile. Breakable. Just the way he liked her. "P-Please..." she whispered. "I didn't mean to-" He silenced her with a finger to her lips. "Shh." Tilting her chin up, he forced her to meet his eyes. His touch was almost tender, but she knew better. Behind it hid a monster who toyed with his prey before breaking them. "You don't speak unless I allow it," he murmured. "And you don't beg-unless it's for me." A tear slid down her cheek. He wiped it away slowly, then smiled-darkly. "I could be kind," he said. "I could give you everything. But you'd rather test me. Run. Cry. Scream. Thinking someone will save you." He laughed softly. "No one's coming. You're mine now. Mine to hurt, own... destroy." She trembled, shrinking into the corner. And he adored it. Her fear. Her weakness. "You'll learn to love the pain, sweetheart," he whispered. "Because I'll teach you. Again and again... until all you know is my name on your lips, begging for mercy I'll never give." He stepped back, watching her sob-beautiful even in ruin. Untouched. Pure. A canvas he'd stain with obsession and darkness. And no matter how loud she screamed... No one would hear her. --- ⚠️ This story contains dark themes, emotional manipulation, and disturbing content. Read at your own risk.

✦ 𝗜𝗗𝗘𝗢𝗟𝗢𝗚𝗬 𝗖𝗟𝗔𝗦𝗛𓍯 ❝ 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘭 𝘮𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘭 𝘪𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨... 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨?❞ "Another mistake... and you're out of this company." - 𝗞𝗶𝗺 𝗧𝗮𝗲𝗵𝘆𝘂𝗻𝗴 "Control is not everything, ceonim..." - 𝗞𝗮𝗻𝗴 𝗡𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗲 ♛ 𝗞𝗜𝗠 𝗧𝗔𝗘𝗛𝗬𝗨𝗡𝗚 └──❥ I believe in control-because people break, trust fails, and emotions are liabilities. That's how the world works. But she doesn't follow any of it. She stays, believes, and looks at everything like it still matters... like trust isn't a mistake. She doesn't argue with me. She simply exists against everything I stand for. ♕ 𝗞𝗔𝗡𝗚 𝗡𝗔𝗥𝗔𝗘 └──❥ I believe in love-something steady, something real. But Kim Taehyung believes in control. Where he sees risk, I see meaning. Where he builds walls, I step closer. And somewhere between his rules and my beliefs... this turns into a quiet war neither of us is ready for.But enough to shake everything he thought was unbreakable. ✧ 𝗚𝗿𝘂𝗺𝗽𝘆 × 𝗦𝘂𝗻𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗲 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯, 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭. #1 on ideology #1 on clash

To the blind , sight is a sin; light is lost at cost of keeping the trauma called love alive , And as the sun sets on the mind that drowns in a universe that god never dwelled in , famous fever of the heart to force it to wander in the thicket of this darkness brush that trying filled love when it's was built with hate....... JUNGKOOK POV :- I HATE ALL WOMEN THEY'LL ARE SAME LOVE MONEY , DON'T CARE ABOUT OTHER EVEN THEIR BLOOD TOO , AND YOU'RE ALSO SAME Y/N , IF YOU THINK YOU MARRIED ME AND LIVE HAPPY LUXURIOUS LIFE THEN YOU'RE WRONG I WILL MAKE YOUR LIFE WORST THEN HELL , EVERY SECOND YOU WILL REGRET WHY YOU MARRIED ME YOU'RE ONLY MY CHILD'S SERVENT... After 5 years JUNGKOOK POV :- I'M SORRY Y/N I'M SORRY PLS FORGIVE ME LOVE PLS FORGIVE ME, I KNOW I DID VERY WRONG WITH JUST FORGIVE AND COME BACK TO ME LOVE I'M SORRY FOR NOT TRUSTING YOU I LOVE YOU JEON Y/N PLS COME BACK TO ME LOVE, I WILL FIND YOU IN EVERY CORNER OF EARTH EVEN IF I HAVE TO FOUGHT WITH ANY ONE FOR IT ..... HIM FIND HER EVERYWHERE WHILE WEARING HER FAVOURITE BRACELET IN HIS WRIST

"The Mob King and His Enemy's Daughter" Natalia Gambino was raised to obey. Her father's world had one rule-bend or break. She learned to bend--perfectly and quietly. Until bending became the only thing she knew how to do. When Vito promises her to his underboss, Natalia accepts it the way she accepts everything--in silence. She doesn't know someone is coming... Alessandro Rubino has spent eighteen years building toward one moment. He doesn't want the throne. He wants to ruin the man sitting on it. Taking the man's daughter was never the plan. Keeping her was never supposed to happen either. She thinks she's escaping one cage... just to be locked into another? ---- "Look at you..." he murmured, his breath warm against my neck. My body betrayed me, trembling as his hand traced lower, slow and deliberate. "...never forget who you belong to, Natalia." I swallowed, my voice barely a whisper. "I won't." His grip tightened, his voice dropping into something darker. "Then prove it. Bend over for me." ---- - book 2 of "The Prodigy" series (can be read as a standalone)

"Where..." her voice was hoarse, barely above a whisper. "Where am I?" "You're home," he said simply, his voice calm yet firm." Her fingers clenched the sheets tighter. "No..." she whispered, shaking her head weakly. "No... this isn't-"Her heartbeat roared in her ears. "What have you done?" she whispered, her voice trembling. Jungkook tilted his head slightly, his lips curving into a small, unreadable smile. "Exactly what I promised." ❤️❤️❤️❤️ Love ,hate , betrayal, ❤️❤️❤️❤️ 💜💜💜💜💜💜💜

They say I have a perfect boyfriend. He is handsome, he is tall and he is kind to everyone. He has a good job, promising me a good future with him. My perfect boyfriend, Jeon Jungkook, he's just so perfect. I thought I know him so much but he's not like what he said at all. He's nothing what he had told me at all. His background, his job, his everything are nothing like he told me at all. Who is him? ⚠️ WARNING⚠️ The scenes involve violence, murder, stalking, rape, kidnap etc. 21+ Read at your own risk

🔞 ᴍᴏɴꜱᴛᴇʀꜱ ᴀʀᴇɴ'ᴛ ᴍᴇᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀꜱᴛᴏᴏᴅ. ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴍᴇɴᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʀʏ, ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴛᴏᴘ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇ ɪɴ ᴄᴏɴᴛʀᴏʟ. An elite agent is hunting the underworld's most guarded secret: the identity of a faceless mafia king. Standing in her way is a ruthless psychopath devoted to serving the throne. As the line between hunter and hunted dissolves, one question burns hotter than fire: 𝙒𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙗𝙤𝙩𝙝 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙙𝙚𝙘𝙚𝙥𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣, 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙡𝙮 𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙙𝙨 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙡-𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙨 𝙛𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩?

She was trained to destroy him. He was born to ruin her. A marriage signed in blood. A love born from hatred. And a war no one saw coming. Liora Larsen was raised behind cold walls and colder lies sculpted into a weapon by her father to infiltrate, seduce, and ultimately destroy the Jeon empire from the inside. Her mission: marry Jeon Jungkook, the most feared mafia king in Seoul... and dismantle his world piece by piece. But Jungkook is not just a criminal. He's a devil in a suit. Ruthless. Brilliant. Unforgiving. And the moment she becomes his wife, she learns one brutal truth This marriage isn't to stop a war. It's to start one. What begins as a power play turns into a dangerous obsession. Secrets are traded like bullets. Desire becomes the most fatal weapon of all. And when the lines between love and hate blur into blood, they'll have to ask themselves the one question neither is ready to face: What if your worst enemy is the only person who ever truly saw you? ⚠️ Trigger Warnings: This story contains mature content including violence, emotional manipulation, trauma, obsessive behavior, and morally grey characters. Reader discretion is advised. S T A R T E D O N : 17th MAY