Note : This is the original version of Doll Master that was previously written and published on wattpad under the account Jeons_saram. Since it's been saved to me as an unofficial unrevised pdf version of the book so when im trying to convert it into text version, some things are getting a little tricky. I actually didn't think that I would ever reupload this story here and to some point it was only supposed to be my hidden treasure in the pdf form that I just would keep as a part of memory. But ,on reader's high demand and due to the huge amount of love and yearning that this story was actually getting and as per the request of my readers who loved this story so much that they just wanted to read this again and again...I have finally decided to post it again. To my readers, who kept praying and kept giving me one sided love even when i ghosted everyone and left deleting everything, thanks for encouraging me and convincing me to re-upload it here. This one is for you. It would never exist ever again if y'all didn't convince me enough.

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!!

In a city where loyalty is bought and innocence is performed, Taehyung learns one brutal truth... the most dangerous men don't raise their voices. They watch. They wait. They own. The Monster doesn't want Taehyung's fear. He wants his surrender. And surrender tastes sweeter when it's stolen.𖹭ᡣ𐭩 . ..𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ🦋་༘࿐ 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!!

Warning: Fetus work❗️. Check out my newer books instead, but if you still want to read this (Just don't)- good luck! __________ Kim Taehyung, Haunted by his past, once again crosses paths with Jeon Jungkook, The most powerful Man of Korea. Resentment simmers between them, They are forced to confront their history and hidden desires. ~A symphony of Love, Passion and retribution~ • Top: Jk Bottom: Tae

[ COMPLETED ] "If you can't be mine..." Jungkook paused. His voice dropped, quieter, colder, as he picked up the knife. A sinister smile slowly spread across his lips as his eyes locked onto Taehyung....who sat there, breath uneven, chest rising and falling too fast, the air barely reaching his lungs. "...then you have to die," he finished, as though it were nothing more than a simple truth. Taehyung's breathing grew heavier, shallow, restrained. His hands were bound tightly to the chair, rope biting into his skin, but even with death standing right in front of him, he didn't look away. He didn't beg. He didn't break. His gaze stayed fixed...steady, defiant....staring straight at the man who held his fate so casually. Jungkook tilted his head slightly, amused. The smile on his face widened, almost fascinated by the lack of fear Taehyung showed. He stepped closer, slow, deliberate, until he was right in front of him. Then he leaned down, placing both hands on the armrests of the chair, caging Taehyung in completely, leaving no space, no escape. His presence alone felt suffocating. "You have two options,Dove," he murmured, the nickname rolling off his tongue with a softness that didn't match the situation. Taehyung's eyes hardened at that. The word only fueled his anger, his jaw tightening as he glared back. Jungkook leaned back slightly, watching him, then raised the knife and pressed it flat against Taehyung's neck. The cold metal kissed his skin, unmoving....but threatening enough to send a sharp shiver down his spine. "Me... or death," Jungkook said, his lips curling into a slow smirk. For a moment, everything stilled. Taehyung's eyes filled with tears....not out of fear, but something deeper, something heavier.......a hope for redemption.One tear slipped down his cheek, silent, unhurried. His lips parted. "Death."

In a world where blood decides worth and the crown decides fate, love is not just forbidden,it is dangerous. Kim Taehyung, the Crown Prince of Imperial South Korea, has lived his entire life inside a golden cage, adored by a nation that knows nothing about him. Jeon Jungkook has spent his life knowing exactly where he stands,beneath people like Taehyung. When they meet at an elite royal university, what begins as quiet curiosity turns into something far more fragile... and far more dangerous. Because stolen glances become stolen moments. And stolen moments become a love neither of them is allowed to keep. But in a world built on power and silence... one choice is enough to break everything. And when the time comes... Will they choose each other ?? ⋆｡˚ ☁︎ ˚｡⋆｡˚☽˚｡⋆⋆｡˚ ☁︎ ˚｡⋆｡˚☽˚｡⋆ Started: 22-04-2026

𝐆𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐗 𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐘𝐧~"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐦𝐞, 𝐉𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐤𝐨𝐨𝐤. 𝐈'𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐟#𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐨𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲!" 𝐉𝐤~"𝐍𝐨, 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚 𝐝𝐨𝐥𝐥. 𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐟#𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧.....𝐒𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭" "𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐩 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐨𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐟#𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐫-𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐟#𝐜𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐨 𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞, 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐥,𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞." -------- 𝑇𝑅𝐼𝐺𝐺𝐸𝑅 𝑊𝐴𝑅𝑁𝐼𝑁𝐺: 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗮𝗶𝗻𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺𝗲𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝙤𝙗𝙨𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣, 𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨, 𝙩𝙤𝙭𝙞𝙘 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚, 𝙗𝙚𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙮𝙖𝙡, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙜𝙧𝙖𝙮 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨.

"Every throne has a price. This one demands blood."

He hides his scar beneath the mask. She sees it once... and everything changes. What he calls a flaw... she calls art. That scar - her beautiful distraction. That girl - his silent cure. She becomes his healer, his muse, the only chaos he craves.

What will happen when a nineteen-year-old introverted, shy guy impregnates Taehyung, who is almost thirty? "How can I trust you?" Taehyung asked. "I know my words are not strong, but my actions will," Jungkook replied. ______ "You don't have enough money for yourself, and you want to take the responsibility of me and my child?" Taehyung said with a light chuckle, bitterness in his voice. ______ "This is what you want, right? My body. Take it." Taehyung said, tearing his clothes as Jungkook looked down, teary-eyed, shaking his head. _______ "Why can't you love me, hyung? I'm not naïve-I know what love is," Jungkook said, teary-eyed, as he watched Taehyung breastfeed their newborn baby. ______ "No matter how much you push me away, hyung... I will always be behind you," Jungkook said in a determined voice. 𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗮𝗶𝗻𝘀 :- ★ Age gap ★ Smut ★ Angst ★ Fluffy ★ M-preg ★ Slow burn ★ Happy ending 𝗧𝗼𝗽 𝗞𝗼𝗼𝗸 ↑ 𝗕𝗼𝘁𝘁𝗼𝗺 𝗧𝗮𝗲 ↓ Story started [15/6/2024] Story ended [23/9/2025] ⚠️ All characters are fictional and unrelated to real-life people.