'The chances of your crush liking you back is very small..' . . . Is it the same for me ? *DISCONTINUED* Disclaimer ❗️ Only the names of TXT members have been used. Everything else is fictional in this story. This book is just meant for entertainment purposes. I don't mean to hurt or criticise anyone. If you don't like it, you are free to leave. Any relevance to any other work is totally coincidental. This story is based on my own imagination.

"𝖳𝗈 𝖿𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗂𝗇 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝖺𝗌𝗍𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗆𝖾𝖽𝗂𝖼𝗂𝗇𝖾." 𝘿𝙄𝙎𝘾𝙇𝘼𝙄𝙈𝙀𝙍: 𝖠𝗇𝗒 (𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗌𝗂𝖻𝗅𝖾) 𝖿𝗈𝗎𝗅 𝖻𝖾𝗁𝖺𝗏𝗂𝗈𝗋𝗌 𝗈𝗋 𝖺𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗍𝗎𝖽𝖾𝗌 𝗉𝗈𝗋𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗒𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗒 𝖳𝖺𝖾𝗁𝗒𝗎𝗇 𝖽𝗈 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗋𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝗋𝖾𝖿𝗅𝖾𝖼𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗎𝖺𝗅 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗇𝖺𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗆𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖽𝗎𝖼𝗍𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖺𝗎𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗋'𝗌 𝗂𝗆𝖺𝗀𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇.

"𝖠 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗐𝖺𝗂𝗍𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖺𝗍𝗍𝗂𝖼." 𝘿𝙄𝙎𝘾𝙇𝘼𝙄𝙈𝙀𝙍: 𝖠𝗇𝗒 (𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗌𝗂𝖻𝗅𝖾) 𝖿𝗈𝗎𝗅 𝖻𝖾𝗁𝖺𝗏𝗂𝗈𝗋𝗌 𝗈𝗋 𝖺𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗍𝗎𝖽𝖾𝗌 𝗉𝗈𝗋𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗒𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗒 𝖡𝖾𝗈𝗆𝗀𝗒𝗎 𝖽𝗈 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗋𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝗋𝖾𝖿𝗅𝖾𝖼𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗎𝖺𝗅 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗇𝖺𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗆𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖽𝗎𝖼𝗍𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖺𝗎𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗋'𝗌 𝗂𝗆𝖺𝗀𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇.

"How can you not be on time for a simple arrival?" He laughs a little too evilly. "But I understand why your father put you as this low ranking job. Just a pity employment, I'm assuming." "We've only met and you're being such a-" I stop myself quickly. Oh, my goodness. I nearly just ruined everything my father trusted me with. I have to be more careful. "I'm sorry for raising my voice, sir." I bow my head, biting down my bottom lip to keep more unnecessary words from coming out. Hoseok smiles. "Little assistant, you have to watch your mouth. You don't want your father to get a bad report about his dear daughter. Right?" I tighten my jaw. "Right." "Good girl." He chuckles. "Now get me some green tea and no leaves please. I almost choked on a leaf the other day and it was not a fun experience." "Of course, s-sir." Start: 4/30/17 End: 6/2/17

"Strip or make out with me," Jungkook said blatantly while gazing intently into your soul with no apparent shame. You're seated right next to your boyfriend, Taehyung, and Jungkook is telling you to make out with him all because you chose dare. *** Jungkook reaches over to the bedside table and grabs a foil packet, ripping it off with his teeth as he smirks at you and kneels up, pulling a condom to his considerable length. "I can be better than him, Y/N," he murmurs in your ear, breathing swiftly as he positions the head of his erection at the entrance of your sex. "Let me show you how." He whispers, and he slams into you. "Aargh!" You cry. #226 in fanfiction #1 in jkbts #2 in ex #3 in wattpad Started: 1/2/22 Ended: 8/18/22 *The images are I used in this story are NOT mine. Credit to the original creators I don't own them. Character/story/plot everything belongs to me -> don't plagiarize.*

"Such an innocent peach.....my father and I have the power to rule the country. We also have the money to. You be a bad girl and we take away your father's money with just one meeting with his boss. It's super easy...I can do it right now, sweet cheeks. What do you say, hm? You'll be obedient?" BOSS -> OBEDIENCE