Jeon Jungkook is a man the city whispers about. CEO. Billionaire, ruthless visionary who turned real estate into an empire. To everyone else, he's untouchable, controlled, disciplined, a man who never lets the world see past his immaculate suits and sharper words. But behind the glass walls of his penthouse, Jungkook is more complicated than the headlines. He's a man who once loved and failed, who walked away from women who could never break through his walls, who learned that power and control were safer than passion. Until you. You, his best friend's daughter. The one girl who was always off-limits. The one presence that stirs something dangerous in him every time your name is mentioned. For years, you were nothing more than a memory tucked away... until you return, no longer the child he promised to protect, but the woman who threatens to undo every boundary he's built. Friendship, loyalty, desire. All of those emotions collide in a forbidden game Jungkook swore he'd never play. But the more he tries to resist, the more he realizes: empires can fall, hearts can betray, and his might just belong to you.

Under some circumstances, a 22 years old jungkook gets married to his father's 37 years old widower boss. It's a journey how their love blooms just to be the strongest and the brightest.

Book 2 of Reverence & Venom series. Taehyung's palms framed Jungkook's jaw, pinning him in place. Melted chocolate smeared across Jungkook's cheekbones and dripped down his throat, staining Taehyung's sleeves in messy, reckless streaks. Their mouths were ruined with it...slick, and desperate as they kept kissing, a frantic collision of bitter sweetness and unhinged desire. ​When Jungkook finally broke away, his breath hit Taehyung's lips in a ragged gasp. His eyes had gone dark."I need you, Zhena moya," he growled, low and rough. ​ Taehyung shuddered as Jungkook's rough fingers twisted his swollen, hypersensitive n!p. ​ A choked gasp caught in Taehyung's throat, but green eyes glinted with a vicious, bratty defiance. A feral smirk pulled at his chocolate-stained lips. ​ "Then fvck!ng earn it, Mr. Ashford," Taehyung hissed, his voice a breathless, mocking dare. "Get on all fours and beg for me. Like a damn dog." ﾒ૦ﾒ૦𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶ♡ All the pics used in this book are not mine. Credit goes to its owner. ━━━ Top kook Bot tae Heavy angst Slowburn Do not report or repost!!

"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.

Book 1 of Reverence & Venom series. ••• Inside a glass box, Taehyung lay curled in on himself, trembling...his breath hitching, soft sobs slipping through parted lips like something breaking. Outside, they gathered. Snakes. Dozens of them. Coils over coils, slick bodies dragging across cold marble, scales whispering against the floor. Black, ivory, venom-green, molten gold...each one moving with slow, deliberate hunger. Some pressed against the glass, tongues flicking, tasting him through an invisible barrier. Others climbed over it, bodies sliding, hissing..low, rhythmic, almost... patient. The room was vast. Windowless and suffocatingly still. And somewhere beyond it all... in the dark where the light failed to reach...someone stood. Watching. Silent. Unmoving. Not a flicker of hesitation. Not a trace of mercy. Just a presence in the dark...waiting...as if the glass wasn't there to protect him at all. ◇◇◇ The pics used in this book are not mine. Credit goes to its owner. ━━━ Top kook Bot tae Heavy angst Slowburn Do not report or repost!!

╰┈➤ 𝗗𝗮𝗿𝗸 𝗥𝗼𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗫 𝗥𝗼𝗰𝗸𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿 "𝗬𝗻,𝗜 𝘀𝗮𝗶𝗱 𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺 𝗼𝗳𝗳," he muttered in his firm voice, demanding obedience.I shivered at his dominant tone, slowly hooking my thumb into my lace underwear.I push them down my smooth thighs, past my knees, then let them fall on the floor.I stepped out of it Meanwhile, he props himself on the pillow, spreading his legs wider. "𝗖𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲,𝗜 𝘄𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗿𝗲𝗽𝗲𝗮𝘁 𝗺𝘆𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳," he growls softly before pulling me.❝𝗡𝗼𝘄 𝘀𝗶𝘁 𝗼𝗻 𝗺𝘆 𝗳𝗮𝗰𝗲,𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲 𝗺𝗶𝗻𝘅❞ he whispered huskily before grabbing my asscheeks and pulling me on his face.Fuck I had been writing such scenarios in my books yet here I was so shy to do this in real! 𝗚𝗲𝗻𝗿𝗲: BTS fanfiction, smut 𝗧𝗿𝗼𝗽𝗲: Forbidden love,love triangle,Erotic,Adult 𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 : 𝗖𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗮𝗶𝗻𝘀 𝘀𝗲𝗻𝘀𝗶𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘀 𝗽𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝗶𝘁 𝗮𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝗿𝗶𝘀𝗸! ⓄⓋⒺⓇⓋⒾⒺⓌ 𝗬𝗻 𝗤𝘂𝗶𝗻𝗻, a famous dark romance writer known for her smuts, but guess what? She is a virgin, with her naughty imaginations revolving around the famous rockstar of the band BTS, aka 𝗝𝗲𝗼𝗻 𝗝𝘂𝗻𝗴𝗸𝗼𝗼𝗸. What happens when her own best friend wants to get married to her crush even though she knows about her evident love for him? Will she be able to win his heart or will she give up on him? To know more read 𝐋𝐔𝐒𝐓𝐅𝐔𝐋 𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐒!

All rights reserved --- HIS VICIOUS REVENGE Read on Wattpad Description: He's the devil in a designer suit- Jeon Jungkook, the most feared mafia king, doesn't believe in right or wrong. When a respected police officer-Seraphina's father-destroys his empire, Jungkook doesn't fight back with violence. Instead, he chooses a crueler path: revenge through the officer's daughter. Seraphina is gentle and kind, living a quiet life with her loving husband, Taehyung. But everything falls apart when Jungkook kidnaps her and drags her into his twisted game of vengeance. What begins as a brutal plan to punish her father slowly turns into something more dangerous-a burning desire to make her his. He forces her into a loveless marriage, determined to ruin her and break her spirit. He wants to make her pay for her father's sins. But what Jungkook never expected was that the fire he started might burn his own heart too. As Seraphina struggles between hate and survival, and Jungkook begins to lose control over his obsession, one question remains: Will she be his greatest regret-or the only person who can save him? A dark story of obsession, betrayal, power, and a love born from pain. https://www.wattpad.com/story/393614902?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=Liliyac_

"she's the drug, i am talking about." "She makes me high, with her scent" "She makes me addicted, with her body" "She ruins me, with herself" "She's more addicting, than cocaine" ❥⁠❥⁠❥ "Where's it?" He said calmly despite the anger which is hidden inside him which is about to brust out in my next answer but I stayed quiet. "I ASKED WHERE'S THE FUCKING POWDER ISUEL?" As expected i flinched. He always make me weak in the knees, and he knows his effect. Theres something in him that always makes me feel like he is in control of me. But I dint give up. He need to know I din't sign up to be his personal Therapist just to get scared and back off. "You don't need them" I closed my eyes knowing verry well what's coming next. His anger is something which no one can controll especially when he is longing for that white powder. " you're right, I don't need them, get on your knees cuz I need you" Saying this he started unbuckling his belt... ••• Jeon jungkook × choi Isuel Drug addict mafia × therapist. Au Dark romance. ••• Note :- pls imagine Isuel the way you want. Here in this story I imagined her as a Korean fragile and beautifull woman. Feel free to imagine her the way you guys want. Also note that jungkook is so dominant in this chapter and y/n is sub. But that doesn't mean y/n is a fragile girl who doesn't speak up for herself. Read the story for more info. ••• All rights reserved ©

❝You're never going to be my wife. Never going to be anything close to my Michae. You're just a fucking babysitter for Seol. Don't forget that,❞ he growled, pinning her down with a slewing glare. "Get out of my room." She quivered softly, her doe eyes blinking. "B-But didn't we marry?" Her tiny hands tightened on her plushie. "Marriage doesn't mean dogshit to me." He started pushing her out of his room because there was no way he was letting this freak sleep in here. Crazy childish bitch. "Issok, I'll make Seol a big good girl like me, then you'll like me too, Jungkookie." She grinned, innocent to his hate, and pressed an adorable kiss on his cheeks. "Wanna play-" He harshly shoved her out before she could finish and slammed the room's door shut. Stumbling, her cute little figure fell on the ground and her tushie hurt. "Ow! So mean. Hmph, I don wanna play wichyu too!" She stomped up and went to the other room while clutching on to the plushie for moral support. ... Jeon Jungkook finds himself in the trickiest situation of his life when his family falls in love with a 22 year old woman, who has little space syndrome, and selects her as his second wife. All he can muster up is hate and disgust when he looks at her. No doubt she is amazing with his daughter Seol. That didn't mean she was getting a space in his heart or actually be his wife. She happens to be the sweetest, kindest and adorable death to him, and a beam of sunlight in his bleak dark life. Whatever he had touched had broken down, now she was gifting her joyful touch to it and bringing it back to life. Against his wishes, she was playing with the strings of his heart too easily, without a single clue of being so effortlessly beautiful inside-out. In this unknowing whirl of bringing things back to life, she might have also touched Jungkook's heart and it was coming back alive. For her. Was this the start of falling in love all over again? Why was his cold-heart starting to beat yet again?