Yoon Jeonghan is "The Nation's Angel," a superstar whose golden voice and charming smile hide a soul weary of the spotlight's lonely glare. Choi Seungcheol is "The Wolf," a feared mafia boss who rules the underworld with an iron will, his heart as cold as the steel he carries. Their worlds collide when Jeonghan's company, drowning in secret debts, fails to pay the immense sum it owes to Seungcheol's syndicate. Seeing an opportunity, Seungcheol doesn't just demand money; he takes possession. His price is Yoon Jeonghan himself. Kidnapped from his green room and thrust into a gilded cage, Jeonghan responds the only way he knows how: with defiant fury. He insults his captor, challenges his authority, and vows not to give him a moment of peace. To Seungcheol, the singer is just an asset, a pawn. An infuriatingly beautiful, sharp-tongued pawn who refuses to be intimidated. But hatred is a cold bedfellow, and proximity breeds a dangerous understanding. Behind the barbs and the power plays, a twisted bond begins to form. Jeonghan sees cracks in the monster's armor-a hidden kindness for the forgotten, a soul as lonely as his own. Seungcheol finds himself drawn to the fire in Jeonghan's eyes, a flame that doesn't flicker even in the face of death.

"You know Ara." The King sighed, "Seungcheol is still grieving over his lost soulmate. He needs to marry and attain the throne, it's his responsibility." "Will his soulmate not reincarnate?" Mr. Kim looked up. "She was cursed, we all know that." "I know, enough is enough. As his mom, I've a plan to bring my son on line. Someone will play the role of his reincarnated soulmate until he becomes sane again." "Who?" "Our Royal Advisor's son, Yoon Jeonghan." Fire and Ice can't exist together, can they? Happy Ending

Seungcheol and Joshua had been trapped in a tumultuous and suffocating marriage for two long years, their once vibrant love now overshadowed by constant arguments and toxicity. Enter Jeonghan, Joshua's loyal best friend who had been residing in Japan until a fateful decision brought him back to Korea. Jeonghan possessed an uncanny ability to bend the world to his will, and now, he found himself consumed by an intense desire for his best friend's husband. "Can you fathom the devastation that will consume Joshua when he discovers you spent the night with me?"Jeonghan leaned in close to Seungcheol, his voice a seductive whisper that sent shivers down his spine. His fingers traced the contours of Seungcheol's muscular biceps, his gaze fixated on him with an almost predatory intensity. Seungcheol fought to maintain his composure, his voice trembling as he attempted to push Jeonghan's hands away from his body. "You wouldn't dare... would you?" he managed to utter, his voice strained with a mix of fear and defiance. A sinister chuckle escaped Jeonghan's lips, filling the room with an unsettling resonance that sent a wave of dread crashing over Seungcheol. The weight of uncertainty settled upon him, leaving him to wonder if Jeonghan would truly follow through on his wicked desires. A JEONGCHEOL FANFIC

Jeonghan, a rare omega in a world where dominance rules and submission is expected, has spent his life hiding behind cold eyes and a sharp tongue. But everything changes the night he wanders into an illegal Mafia club, chasing a forbidden thrill. In the dark haze of sweat and pheromones, he meets Seongcheol-a battle-hardened alpha with a brutal reputation and a gaze that sees too much. . . But in a world where an unmated omega is considered property, falling in love with a lawless alpha could be the most dangerous sin of all. Seongcheol must decide: will he fight the bond forming between them, or embrace the heat that threatens to consume them both?

The Lee family is cursed every child will suffer terrible accidents unless they marry their fated match, chosen by destiny. But these matches are never who the family wants poor, rebellious, or even from enemy families. Seongcheol the cold eldest son, is stuck in a silent marriage with Jeonghan, a gentle former servant who hides his tears every night. seokmin the strict middle son, is forced to marry Joshua a spoiled rich brat who loves breaking rules. And Mingyu, the youngest, is secretly in love with Wonwoo, his family's greatest rival while his real match waits. The curse won't lift until the Lees learn the truth: love isn't about control, but acceptance. Can these mismatched couples tear down years of tradition, or will their pride destroy them all?

Seungcheol was deeply and openly in love with Joshua, and everyone knew it. Their parents had already decided on their marriage, and both the Alpha and the gentle Omega were ready to spend their lives together. Their bond was pure, mutual, and steady - the kind of love people felt grateful to witness. But Jeonghan, the master manipulator he always was, refused to accept it. Driven by jealousy and obsession, Jeonghan destroyed the wedding with his wicked schemes. One night of lies was enough to twist the truth, stain Seungcheol's image, and break Joshua's heart. What Jeonghan did forced both families into chaos. His actions didn't just stop a wedding - they shattered destinies. Joshua was pushed into marrying Seokmin, Seungcheol's calm and distant brother, while Jeonghan used threats and false evidence to trap Seungcheol into a marriage he never wanted. Seungcheol despised Jeonghan to the core, hated his presence, and refused to spare him even a single glance. But tradition came first, and duty always won. And so, the impossible happened. The twins married the opposite person they loved. What should have been a blessed union turned into a curse - and the problems only grew from there.

What's worse than a blade at your throat or staring down your own death from a cliff? Getting married to Choi Seungcheol - the man even devils prefer to avoid. Yet here I stand, wrapped in silk I didn't pick, under chandeliers brighter than my will to live, listening to vows that feel more like contracts signed in blood. Everyone says this marriage will end a war. Cute. I say it's another battlefield - one I intend to walk across in heels and sarcasm. Because here I am, in a wedding hall dripping in roses and danger, smiling like I'm not actively planning how to make my new husband stop breathing.