Mia didn't come to Seoul to fall in love. Landing a job as a stylist assistant at HYBE felt like a miracle, a golden ticket into the world she'd only watched through screens. But reality is entirely different. ENHYPEN was her comfort once. But the boys she thought she knew are idols who barely notice the workers behind their image. Some are standoffish. Some don't speak to her at all. And some - like Ni-Ki - just stare. When her anonymous art account starts gaining traction online, it feels like validation . One of her designs, posted under a pseudonym, ends up on a member during a high-profile shoot. It's surreal, thrilling... but she can't claim it. Not without risking everything. No one knows it was hers - except Ni-Ki. And now he's looking at her differently. Because in a world built on performance, falling in love in plain sight might just be the most dangerous act of all.

He's my stepbrother, my tormentor, my obsession... and I'm about to become his favorite toy. My Fault meets After Belle feels in over her head when she is forced to move to South Korea with her sister and mother after her mother marries a tech icon. Thrown into a world of wealth, power, and scrutiny, she struggles to find her place. Especially when her new stepbrother, cold and dangerously alluring, seems to despise her on sight. But beneath his cruel smirks and sharp words lurks something far more dangerous; an forbidden desire that neither of them can control.

"You know what I love the most Keisha ?" She stay silent as he bow to her ear. "Putting people in their place. Make them remember who they talking to" "And you're the first on the line" he whispers. .......................................................................... "I told you to stay away from him. You should have listen to me. It's too late now" ' What I've done' #3 members category The cover is not mine ! No copyright ! I'm trying to light up on each member so it must have a lot of plot twist and other pov.

❝I never knew love could taste this good until I tasted yours.❞ Park Y/n was having the time of her life at her friend's party, but when Lee Heeseung turns out to be her brother's best friend, she needed to keep her one night stand with Heeseung a secret. Her twisted relationship with Heeseung causes confusion between the two. Were they more than friends with benefits? Forbidden love/brother's best friend trope HIGHEST RANKS: #1 in HEESEUNG #1 in ENHYPEN #1 in ENGENE #1 in HYBE #1 in SUNOO #1 in JAY #1 in NIKI #1 in JUNGWON #2 in JAKE #3 in SUNGHOON

《Obsession runs deeper than blood, but neither of them knows just how far they'll go to possess the other.》 ********************************* Pairings: Mafia!San x reader || Dark Romance, Stalking, Obsession Warnings: smut, drugs, violence, explicit language Do not copy or steal this work English isn't my first language, so I apologize beforehand if there are any grammatical and/or spelling mistakes

WARNING! This story contains mature topics and content, all of the following which are: SEXUAL CONTENT ・ FOUL LANGUAGE ・ ALCOHOL USE ・ MANIPULATION ・ MENTIONS OF TRAUMA / EMOTIONAL ABUSE ・ POWER IMBALANCE ・ INDUSTRY POLITICS Reader discretion is advised; feedback is welcome but negative comments that are considered hateful will be removed. Returning to KQ Entertainment was never supposed to be this difficult. After years away, Min Sae thought she was ready to face the industry again. But she wasn't prepared to come face-to-face with Song Mingi-the boy who once held her heart, and the man who never knew why she disappeared without a word. Now a creative director and concept planner for ATEEZ's highly anticipated comeback, Sae is forced to work alongside Mingi in close quarters. He's cold, guarded, and seemingly unaffected by her return, but the tension between them simmers just beneath the surface. Old memories resurface, and so do the feelings they both tried to forget. When a scandal forces KQ to fabricate a relationship between them for the sake of the group's image, the boundaries between reality and pretense begin to blur. As professional expectations mount and their unresolved past threatens to unravel everything, Sae and Mingi must confront the truth they've both been running from. They were childhood friends who became strangers. Strangers who still ache like something was never finished. With careers on the line and emotions reigniting in the shadows, can Min Sae and Song Mingi rewrite what was broken-or will their past destroy them all over again?

He tilted my chin up, his eyes searching mine. "Did I hurt you? Was I too rough?" A sob caught in my throat, and I nodded. He pulled me into his arms, the hard muscles of his chest a strange comfort. "You know you shouldn't have made me angry." The words were low, almost a whisper, but they resonated through me. A shiver ran down my spine, a confusing blend of fear and a strange, unwelcome thrill. Why was my body reacting like this?

"You're kidding right? You want me to hunt down and capture this ray of sunshine?"

noun: weakness. /ˈwēknəs/ -a person or thing that one is unable to resist or likes excessively.

"I want to know why you do it." "Why I do what." he asked, stripping off his overcoat. He flung it over the back of the couch without much thought as he began unbuttoning his shirt. "Why you always save me. Every time I'm in trouble you always come to my rescue." I blushed as he kept undoing buttons and turned away as he slowly revealed his chest. "Should I not?" He asked in a bored tone. "That's not what I- I'm sorry. I don't mean to sound ungrateful. I just want to know why." I spun around to face him again during my apology and was unable to take my eyes away from him as he peeled his shirt off himself. He was covered in a thin sheen of sweat and my eyes roamed his chest appreciatively. As my eyes drifted lower, I noticed a thick scar course from the left side of his abdomen, across his hip and down before disappearing beneath his waistline. Realizing I was staring, I blinked a couple of times and cleared my throat before looking up again. His dark eyes were already looking at me. "You're important to them." His reasoning made my heart ache. As he turned to head to the bathroom, my next words stopped him in his tracks. "What about you?" He stood there with his back turned to me. Minutes passed, but it felt like hours before he finally turned, casting his beautifully dark gaze on me again. "Am I important to you?" Our eyes never wavered from each other. His heavy bootsteps echoed in the silent room as he stalked towards me. He didn't stop until he stood toe to toe with me. His hand slowly came up to cup my cheek. His eyes dropped down to my lips as his thumb lazily drug across them. His hand traveled to my hair, threading his fingers through the strands before releasing a heavy sigh and meeting my eyes, scorching me with the fire behind them. "There are feelings for you that I wish I didn't have." Cover credit - @escape-from-realitys-stuff