Everyone believes Kim Taehyung-the ruthless young billionaire lives alone. But the world doesn't know his biggest secret He has a hidden wife Jungkook Soft-hearted. Gentle. A boy Taehyung loves more than his own life. For 5 years, Jungkook has lived quietly inside a private villa...because Taehyung claims the world is too dangerous for him But everything changes When Jungkook runs away, the monsters from his forgotten past capture him- forcing Taehyung to reveal the truth he swore he'd protect. A truth that could destroy them...or bind them forever. Love. Lies. Danger A secret marriage that was meant to protect-turns into a war they must survive together. Because in a world full of enemies Jungkook is Taehyung's only weakness...and his greatest reason to fight --------- Themes/content Protective, obsessive love from Taehyung (Top) Vulnerable, emotional, submissive Jungkook (Bottom) No cheating, no skinship with others Mpreg Intense possessive love Emotional and physical intimacy only between them Slow burn leading to passionate and sensual mpreg scenes Deep emotional dependence: Jungkook emotionally softens Taehyung, Taehyung protects Jungkook fiercely Themes of trust, sacrifice, and protection Indian theme Some Hindi words are also included

kim jungkook and kim both are like brothers from childhood tae treat kook like a baby he's so precious to him but a force marriage made them together

Hey all, this is my first time writing story on wattpad. I am not good at English. As English is not my first language , forgive me if any mistakes you find. Pls,give it a try Hope you like my story!! Jungkook and Taehyung are cousins. Jungkook is very fond of tae and love him very much since his birth.But what happens when Jungkook's family shift to USA?? #indianstory #femboy #male pregnancy #topkook #bottomtae

It's an alternate ending for the famous Taekook FF book, Since 1894. Mostly everything and the whole story is the same. I'm changing the story from the moment Tae has travelled to the future. The original story is great but i'm not quite satisfied with the ending. and hence I'm rewriting it again. No offence to the original author or anyone else. Please show support and love.

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After spending a night together, Alani never expected to see Valerio again. That is, until three months later when their paths meet once more. "𝒀𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒐 𝒘𝒆𝒕, 𝑨𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒊," 𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒊𝒅 𝒔𝒐𝒇𝒕𝒍𝒚, 𝒍𝒊𝒑𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒏𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒚 𝒏𝒆𝒄𝒌. 𝑽𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒐 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒆, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒂𝒔 𝒂𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒔 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒔. 𝑯𝒊𝒔 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒍𝒊𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒅 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒎𝒚 𝒄𝒍𝒊𝒕, 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒚 𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒎𝒚 𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒂𝒍 𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅. 𝑰 𝒑𝒆𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒏, 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒐𝒐𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒚 𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒚 𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒘𝒆𝒂𝒓. 𝑰 𝒔𝒎𝒊𝒓𝒌𝒆𝒅 - 𝑰 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒅.