"Maybe if I beat some obedience into you, you'll finally act like a wife."he said sharply. "Please, Jungkook, I didn't mean to-" SLAP. "From now on, you ask before you even breathe outside this house. Do you hear me?" She couldn't speak. Her mouth tasted like blood. Her vision blurred. She loved Taehyung. He died saving her. Now she's married to Jungkook-a man who only knows how to hate. He beats her. Breaks her. Uses her. But never lets her go. Trapped in a cruel marriage, Y/n is forced to carry the weight of grief, bruises, and a love that was never meant to bloom. But fate has other plans... Can a heart still beat after it's been shattered? Or will love remain buried-under pain, rage, and regrets?

"Jungkook please p-pull it o-out. I-its p-p-paining." "Let me sleep, doll." "Jung... jungkook please." "I swear yn if you disturb my sleep once again. I'll start moving my dick. Then It'll be more painful for you." Yn was forced to marry Jeon Jungkook - Her cousin and the most feared Mafia Leader. They both hate each other. Jungkook is a cruel and dominating person while yn is an ordinary and innocent girl. He punishes her for every single mistake. He controls her every step. Will she survive his dominance or will she fall for him? Dive into the story to find out. ⚠️: This story contains themes of violence, abuse, strong language , sexuality and other mature themes.

Anaya Mehra was never meant to fall in love with a man like him. Elegant, kind, and powerful-Aaryan Rathore walked into her life like a dream. He made her laugh, made her feel seen, and gave her the kind of love stories are made of. What began with gentle glances turned into midnight conversations, stolen moments, and soft promises of forever. But some promises are laced with poison. Behind his perfect smile hides a truth no one dares to speak. Behind her father's quiet eyes lies a past too dangerous to forget. And when their two worlds collide, the mask of love begins to crack... revealing something far more dangerous beneath. A proposal is coming. But this time, it's not a question-it's a warning. In a world where power wears a suit and love hides sharp teeth... Will she escape the villain's love, or become the crown he refuses to share? "Not all villains steal empires-some steal hearts first."

"Alexander, please no... I-I beg you. Please don't do this," I whispered, fear lacing every word as tears streamed down my cheeks."Shhh, tesoro... First, stop calling me by my name. Call me Alex, like you used to. And why are you crying? I haven't even started yet," he smirked, disgustingly calm as his hand reached for my face. I flinched. His eyes darkened. In a flash, his fingers tangled into my hair, yanking my head back with brutal force. "Don't fucking resist me, Sophie. Or it won't end well. Your tears are like gems to me-so cry more, just for me," he growled. I couldn't believe I never saw the monster hidden behind my best friend's smile."Now tell me-what foot did you move first when you tried to escape your cage?" His hand gripped a hammer, twirling it like it was a toy. "A-Alexander, please don't," I sobbed, thrashing against the chains locked around my wrists and ankles."I don't have time, mi tesoro. Punishment must be served. Now-WHICH FOOT?" he roared. ________ Meet Sophia Grace-a kind, soft-hearted girl living in a small apartment in Seattle. She's a passionate photographer, living her best life with her two closest friends: Alexander and Daniel. They share everything, bound by one rule-never catch feelings. Break that rule, and everything falls apart. But what happens when one of them does? What happens when Sophia is pulled into a darkness she never saw coming-dragged into hell by her best friend? ______ Meet Alexander Dante Moretti-a cold, calculating, dangerously handsome mafia leader. To the world, he's a 23-year-old billionaire, the most eligible bachelor. But in the underworld? He's feared. Ruthless. Untouchable. Alex has always harboured an obsession for Sophia. Years ago, he confessed. She rejected him. But his obsession never died-it evolved into something darker. Now, he's done waiting. Done playing the nice guy. And he's ready to claim what's his, no matter the cost. Even if it means chaining her to his world. Even if it means breaking her.

#Top5 in India (9/2/2026) #Top4 in India (11/2/2026)-(10/5/2026) #Top3 in India (11/5/2026) ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ His large, calloused hand wrapped gently around my throat-not to hurt, but to own. The cold silver of my waist chain pressed into my bare stomach as he pinned me flush against the heavy mahogany of his study desk. "You think you can hide from me, Little Bird?" His voice was a lethal, gravelly whisper against my ear, sending a violent shiver of wet heat straight to my core. "You think you can wear things that beg to be ripped off, and I won't collect what belongs to me?" I gasped as his rough fingers hooked under the delicate lace of my panties, snapping the thin fabric effortlessly. "Aarav, please-" "Please what?" He bit down on the sensitive skin of my neck, swallowing my desperate whimper. His thick thigh forced my knees apart, leaving me completely, helplessly exposed to his burning, pitch-black gaze. "Tell me exactly what you want. Use your words, Priyanshi." My nails dug into his broad shoulders, my entire body trembling with a heavy, throbbing ache that only he could cure. I looked into the eyes of the devil I married, finally surrendering to his darkness. "Please," I sobbed, my hips arching eagerly into his touch. "Please, Aarav. Take it." A wicked, triumphant smirk touched his lips. "Good girl. Now, scream for me." · · ─ ·𖥸· ─ · · Priyanshi Verma prayed to Krishna for a fairytale love story. Instead, she was sold to the Devil in a bespoke suit. Aarav Rathore. Billionaire. Mafia king. A man who doesn't know how to love, only how to own. He married her to control her. She married him to save her family. He wants to break her innocence. She wants to escape his cage. But in the darkness of their bedroom, where hate turns into heat and resistance turns into moans, the lines blur. A story of a forced marriage, dark obsession, and a lust so violent it might just look like love. ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈

Heart series book 1

||This book is being edited but you can still read it || 🔞⚠️ 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗮𝗶𝗻𝘀 𝗺𝗮𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗲𝗰𝗵 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗯𝗲 𝘂𝗽𝘀𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿𝘀. 𝗜𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘀𝗲𝗻𝘀𝗶𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗽𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝗱𝗼 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗰𝗲𝗲𝗱 𝗳𝘂𝗿𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 ⚠️🔞 𝗗𝗲𝘀𝗰𝗿𝗶𝗽𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻: "Give birth to my child!" He exclaimed it as if it was a daily thing for him. "Are you crazy?! Why are you blabbering things? Just tell me you're interested in my body and nothing else. Tell me you don't want to help me and thats all." She stated earning a smirk from him. "Help doesn't comes for free sweetheart." She wasn't forced to do that but her circumstances made her. Only to save her dear person, she ended up giving her everything to him but somewhere deeper in her heart she trusted that man. When the truth gets slap on her face, she is left broken again. "I hate you." What happens when a already broken soul meets another broken one? But she thinks he is cruel? Every darkness once used to be the light. There's no one who can escape the games of their fate and thats how, this two were fated too. -All rights reserved.

jungkook and I married just because of our parents forced us . jungkook never loved me...he always having feelings of hate and revenge over me . now I'm gone and he wants me back ???

y/n is a simple girl who's mother was dead in cancer. taehyung's father's company is the biggest company of South Korea. taehyung's father and y/n's father were childhood best friends. Important note :- armies this is my first fan fiction so please understand me.hehe 😋 👉🏻👈🏻 Ranks :~ 25/1/21 :~ #5 btstaehyungff 10/1/21:~ #11 btsseries 23/1/21 :~ #4 taehyungff 20/1/21:~ #514 btsscenarios 19/1/21 :~ #33 Taehyungfanfiction 25/1/21 :~ #451 btsscenarios 25/1/21 :~ #31 Taehyungfanfiction 26/1/21:~ #19 vv 26/1/21:~ #105 watty2020 26/1/21:~ #22 watty2021 26/1/21:~ #2 sugarbabies 26/1/21:~ #89 sugardaddy 30/1/21 :~ #77 sugardaddy Started:~ 10/1/2021 Completed :~ 9/4/2021

"W-who are you?" He smirked. "Have you forgotten about me, baby girl?"