Neo-Seoul isn't just a city. It's a battlefield. Neon lights mask blood, betrayal, and secrets that run deeper than the streets themselves. Jungkook is chaos incarnate-a rogue with a grin that could start wars and scars he hides behind reckless bravado. Taehyung is control embodied-the untouchable king of Obsidian Spire, precise, lethal, and unshakable... until the rogue shows up. They shouldn't cross paths. They shouldn't even notice each other. But fate, the city, and someone watching from the shadows have other plans. 💥 Betrayal will cut deep. 💥 Secrets will shatter loyalty. 💥 And when rogue meets king... nothing will ever be the same. Warnings: Violence, gang conflicts, mature themes, slow-burn romance, dark emotional moments, and spicy tension (i will avoid explicit content as its my first book however if the story needs it i will improvise )

『 ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ɴᴇᴀʀ ᴛᴀᴇ, ɪ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴋɪʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ -ᴊᴊᴋ 』 『 ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ ᴅᴏᴇꜱɴ'ᴛ ꜱᴄᴀʀᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴊᴜɴɢᴋᴏᴏᴋ, ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʟɪᴠᴇᴅ ʟᴏɴɢ ᴇɴᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛᴏ ᴅɪᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜ." -ᴋᴛʜ 』 ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ ᴀ ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇ ʙᴏᴜɴᴅᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴀ ᴄᴜʀꜱᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴇᴛᴇʀɴɪᴛʏ, ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴀʀᴅꜱʜɪᴘꜱ ʜᴇ ꜰᴀᴄᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴄᴇɴᴛᴜʀɪᴇꜱ ᴍᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏʏ ᴡʜᴏ ʀᴜɪɴ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴀᴛ ꜱɪɴɢʟᴇ ᴛᴏᴜᴄʜ. ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ ᴛᴏᴘ ᴛᴀᴇʜʏᴜɴɢ ʙᴏᴛᴛᴏᴍ ᴊᴜɴɢᴋᴏᴏᴋ

At Seoul's most prestigious hospital-university, where scalpel precision meets ice-cold surgeon, two very different lives are about to dangerously intertwine. Kim Taehyung - neurosurgeon prodigy, elite heir, and the youngest M.D. director the Kim's hospital-university ever seen is known for his sharp mind, sharper tongue, and an expressionless face that never wavers. And he doesn't, under any circumstance, entertain distractions. Jeon Jungkook is a brilliant surgical resident, fighting his way through blood, and an unforgiving system on a scholarship and sheer willpower. Respectful, hardworking, and with zero time for love until he bumps into the man who rewrites every rule he's ever followed. What begins with tension and surgical masks slowly unravels into something neither of them can explain or resist. But behind every hallway and under every white coat, secrets bleed through some buried in Taehyung's powerful family, others in Jungkook's past. In a world where doctors are expected to be gods flawless, fearless, untouchable can love ever survive the cut? *ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE*

"Silence was his curse, and fate was his only escape." Kim Taehyung, a True Blood Alpha, had everything-power, wealth, and control. But his wolf remained locked away, trapped by chains he never knew existed. One night, a betrayal shattered the world he thought he knew, leaving him wounded, voiceless, and hunted. Alone and on the verge of collapse, he never expected salvation to come in the form of Jungkook-an Alpha smaller, softer, and yet the only one who could make his wolf stir for the first time. "Mate." A single word. A connection neither of them were ready for. A past that refused to stay buried. "You don't have to say anything, I'll listen to your silence instead." Bottom Jungkook Top Taehyung

"You deserve to be with someone who is utterly obsessed with you" Jeon Jungkook son of a powerful politician cold, Manipulative and cruel got obsessed with kim Taehyung an honest lawyer fighting for the rights of the weak. "I knew you were rude and arrogant but i never knew you lacked humanity too" What will happen when Jungkook who is known to be cruel, rude and unforgiving collides with Taehyung who is kind, helpful and soft hearted person. Top Taehyung Bottom Jungkook

Jungkook has everything-money, fame, and looks-but he can't seem to keep a relationship to save his life. Tired of being labeled as "too high-maintenance," he hires Kim Taehyung, a top-tier dating coach known for his tough-love approach. Jungkook expects to be molded into someone "more dateable," but Taehyung's method is far from what he imagined. Rather than fixing his flaws, Taehyung spoils him even more, handles his tantrums like a pro, and protects him fiercely-and it's starting to feel like the real lesson here isn't about dating at all. In this hilarious, heartwarming, and unpredictable journey, Jungkook learns that sometimes, the best way to love is to embrace who you are. But will it be enough to change his luck in love? Top Tae Bottom kook This book does NOT contain: Skinship with others Angst Misunderstanding Sad ending

"Taehyung... tomorrow, you'll wake up, and I'll be nothing but an empty space in your heart, a piece of your life you can't quite remember. And maybe that's for the best. Maybe it's easier this way, for both of us. But right now, just for a moment, let me believe you might have loved me. That somewhere beneath all the arguments and the distance, there was something real. I know you never wanted me, never chose me. But I chose you, Taehyung. Every day, even knowing you could never love me back. And now I'm letting you go, giving you a life free from me, from everything we couldn't be. I'll keep these memories alone, carry this love alone... so you can find the happiness I was never meant to give you. So... goodbye, Taehyung. I hope, wherever life takes you, you'll finally find what I couldn't give you. And maybe, in another life, we might meet again... and this time, maybe love won't feel like such a burden." "And so, he stood there, a silent shadow in the dark, watching the man he loved more than life itself disappear into a future where he held no place. Jungkook, who had given everything-his heart, his dreams, even his memories-now had nothing left but the quiet, agonizing truth that he would never be seen, never be loved in the way he so deeply craved. Perhaps it was fate that Taehyung would forget him; perhaps it was mercy. Because sometimes, Jungkook knew, the greatest act of love is to let yourself be erased, to step out of a life you would have given everything to be part of. And so, with a final whisper, he turned away. Not with anger or regret, but with the bittersweet acceptance that, in this life, Taehyung's happiness would never include him. And that, somehow, would have to be enough." "Had he made the right choice? Could love truly be measured by the sacrifices he made in silence, by the pain he chose to carry alone? If he could erase the memories of this love from his own heart, would he-should he?