𝗔𝗿𝘁 𝗶𝘀 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴. 𝗛𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝘁. 𝗛𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴. ❤︎︎ You gasp when you see a woman lying completely naked on a royal red couch. She looked like a goddess sprawled amidst soft fabrics. Showing off the gorgeous beauty which was her body. Her stunningly long legs rubbing against each other, her waist caving in, full breasts creating a lewd display with her nipples looking perky and hard, her neck--a chic elegance--and her long curls resting on her shoulders. Her face showing a bold fierceness, yet a plush rosy blush. The painting was intrepid and lucidly sensual. At the same time, portraying her as an enigma that is craved for. That is wanted. That is lusted over. The face was so defined, meticulously drawn and painted. For a second, you wished it wasn't so. Cause the woman, painted on the ginormous canvas, was 𝙮𝙤𝙪. You turn around. To find 𝙝𝙞𝙢 looking at you with the same boldness. The same desire he drew you with. Like he wanted you naked for him, and he would take you with everything he could give you. ●●● ➼ This book has some of my best writing, the style is very dynamic and artistic. I write very graphically and try to make the reader experience every moment of falling in love. Him as your dripping-hot, young art teacher. Age gap: 9 years.

❝You mean, both of us can get benefit out of this thing?❞ "That's literally the reason people call it FWB," he sighs, tired with your innocent ramblings. "FWB?" You question, confused. Shrouding your smirk behind the tilt of your head, you continue acting oblivious. "Friends-with-benefits, you know that, don't you?" The lines on his forehead show how bothered he was by this. Everyone your age ought to know friends-with-benefits, right? "That's really a lot considering you don't even treat me as a proper friend. Can't it be called something more simple? I don't want to feel like I'm taking benefit of somebody. We can call it sex exchange? Or sexchange?" You smile proudly, coming up with it on the spot. He remains numb, staring dead ahead like always. The familiar expression of his coldness replaces his handsome features once again. So cold, a learned shudder passes down your spine. He's a snowman, he's an iceberg, always so fucking cold. Your insides prick when the expression replaces the rare mood of him wanting to talk. Talking with him is no different than talking to an inanimate object. "Fine, sexchange." "So, you agree? You'll dat- fake date me?" "I'll fuck you. That's it." *** ➼ mature content. ➼ smuts, angst, fluff, love, softness, jealousy and a cold jungkook who can fuck you harder than he hurts you.

"A-ah jungkook- Ahh" she moaned out loud when the tip of his hard member poked near her core and shiver run down her spine when his Beautiful cold eyes met with her little teary one. _______________ "Aah - y-y/n you.... Feel so good angel" He groaned near her crock lifting her leg a little Higher, thrusting deeper , harder and faster. "Y-you feel......so fucking good" _____________________ what will happen when Asia richest and biggest mafia will meet an poor innocent girl y/n. Jungkook - what's your name angel?. Y/n - y/n cha-chang y/n. _____________________ Read the story to find out. This is a whole different story which contains love , hate , romance , torture, war, bad language and also smut. I promise you guys will not regret reading it. ___________________ Warning⚠️⚠️🔞 Highest Ranking 🏅1= #jungkook 🏅1= #beautifuleyes 🏅1= #herlove 🏅1= #btsjk 🏅1= #mafiau 🏅1= #lovewar 🏅1= #hislove 🏅1= #Beautiful 🏅1= #mother 🏅2= #romance 🏅4= #angel 🏅14= #sehun 🏅18= #Bruises 🏅31= #illness 🏅35= #fanfiction 🏅42= #obsession 🏅96= #childhood 🏅116= #enemy 🏅156= #lovetriangle 🏅151= #tears 🏅289= #exo 🏅685= #btsfanfic 🏅690= #lovestory ___________________

" You are drunk..." " Then kiss me sober." ________________________________ Where it all started with a request from your professor to teach his very notorious son online . But can it be only about studies when you gotta teach a h*rny guy like Jeon Jungkook ? Man got the looks and right amount of attitude . But most importantly his flirting makes you feel some type of way which no one could ever make you feel before . This book consists of the day to day texts shared between Jungkook and Y/n where it's mostly funny but sometimes it gets spicy 👀 TEXT AU WITH SOME WRITTEN CHAPTERS.

What's wrong with being a little chaotic? -J JK the art on the cover is made by visual youth jk on ig This book is purely fictional as I only use the faces of BTS as a cast for the characters I created. I do not own BTS in any capacity. This work covers a range of sensitive topics in order to raise awareness.

Destiny Eight years. High school. College. Career. Their love seemed unbreakable, built on trust, commitment, and a deep bond. But when his secret-a hidden life as a mafia king-was exposed, she fled, shattering their years together. She left him out of fear, terrified he might hurt her. Little did she know, she was the reason for his survival in this dangerous world. Obsession, addiction, fixation-call it what you will, but he never cared about the labels. From the moment his eyes met hers, she was claimed as his, a part of his dark, chaotic universe. Their romantic love story remained incomplete, marred by fate and the people around them. She loved coffee; he smelled like coffee. He loved vanilla; she smelled like vanilla. Now, he's back to reclaim what's his. "Oh, my innocent kitten, have you ever seen anyone let go of their addiction?" -

"I like you." He harshly attack your lips and slide his tongue right inside and explored your mouth while both of your eyes, were closed... "You're drunk" "You're drunk too" ------------- jeon jungkook ff Armys_Jams10 warning: mature content/agnst/death/murder Notice: 2nd person pov Started: November 30th, 2017 Ended: January 27th, 2018

"A hidden connection is stronger than an obvious one." ©𝐉𝐈𝐊𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐈𝐄𝟏𝟕 No translations allowed. |*Contains some mature and triggering content*| 18+

"Daddy i'm about to cUm" me too baby, cUm with me 🔞 🔞 warning 🔞- mature content ahead. don't continue if you feel uncomfortable enjoy your ff 😏