The lights of the room was dim. In the corner of the room, a man was sitting. Head buried into his knees. His shoulders were shaking as he sobbed silently, "W-When did it became like this?! Why?" His voice cracked brokenly. The door opened, and someone walked inside, He didn't noticed, not until he heard them calling him, "Ishu? Everyone is asking for you-what happened?!" That person asked in panic, rushing to him. Ishan looked up, when he saw Mayank, he couldn't control his tears anymore and hugging His bestfriend tightly while crying loudly now. Mayank immediately become more worried. "Why are you crying like this? You are making me worried..." "I...I Love him, Mayu...I Love him..." Ishan said while crying nonstop. Mayank patted his back in a comforting manner and softened his voice as much as he can before asking carefully, "Who?" Ishan slowly pulled away from the hug and stare at Mayank with his teary eyes, making Mayank's heart ache, "S-Shubman...I Love Shubman.." The moment Mayank heard that familiar name leaving from ishan's mouth, his entire world froze. Oh God!

He was just supposed to protect me. Not ruin me with-that damn smile. A spoiled rich brat. A dangerously composed bodyguard. Lines were never meant to blur. A slow-burn bodyguard x rich boy romance packed with unresolved tension, stolen glances, and a smile that was never meant to be his.

Five years ago, Ishan Kishan did the bravest and stupidest thing of his life-he left the man he loved. He broke his own heart, disappeared, became the first Omega ACP in India, raised a five-year-old daughter who thinks she runs the government, and convinced himself that moving on was a real thing people actually did. Spoiler: it was not. Now life is simple. Catch criminals. Ignore society. Survive his mother Kavita's lectures. Pack Aaruhi's school tiffin. Pretend he does not still think about one certain arrogant cricket star. Very manageable. Until Mumbai happens. And unfortunately, so does Shubman Gill. India's cricket prince. National heartthrob. Walking ego in expensive shirts. Possessive Alpha. Professional menace. Also, Ishan's first love. Biggest regret. Personal headache. When death threats force ACP Ishan Kishan to become head of security for the Indian cricket team, he expects danger. He does not expect Shubman looking him in the eye and deciding, very calmly, that losing him once was enough. Now there is unresolved love, old wounds, too much chemistry, one extremely observant child, and a dangerously shameless Alpha who keeps looking at him like "running away again" is no longer an available option. Between handcuffs and heartbeats, duty and desire, and a past that refuses to stay buried, some loves do not end. They just wait. And Shubman Gill? He has waited long enough.

Mumbai never sleeps. Neither does crime. Neither does heartbreak. When IPS Officer Shubman Gill gets transferred to Mumbai, the city welcomes him with flashing cameras, political pressure, and one strict rule- > Never lose control. At twenty-nine, Shubman is known as the officer who never makes mistakes. Disciplined. Calculated. Untouchable. People see a perfect man. A future commissioner. A man who will someday marry a "perfect woman." What nobody knows- Shubman Gill has spent years hiding the truth about himself. And then... he walks into "Live Your Dream" café. A place full of noise, music, coffee, and one dangerously beautiful waiter- Ishan. Tattooed arms. Silver anklet chain brushing against his skin. Waist chain shining whenever his shirt lifts slightly. Sharp tongue. Reckless smile. Divine aura that makes people stare twice. Openly gay. Completely opposite of Shubman. And worst of all? He refuses to respect the IPS officer everyone fears. --- "Coffee," Shubman said coldly. Ishan leaned closer with a mocking smile. > "Order coffee then, officer saab. Why are you staring at me like I committed a crime?" That was their first meeting. And from that moment- they became enemies. But destiny has its own cruel games. The more Shubman tries to stay away... the more Ishan crashes into his life. Late-night arguments. Unexpected protection. Hidden jealousy. Eyes lingering too long. Feelings neither of them can control. For the first time in his perfectly controlled life- Shubman Gill falls in love. With a man he was never supposed to love. But destiny laughs again. Because the woman chosen as Shubman's future wife is- Sara Iyer. The same conspiracy that destroyed Ishan's childhood... separated him from his family... and forced him into a lonely hostel life far away from Delhi. Now fate stands before them like a cruel joke. The man Ishan loves... is about to become his brother-in-law One loves openly. One hides everything.

Shubman smirked, taking a step closer. Shubman: "Well... you look kind of fuckable." Ishan: "Don't you dare." _________________________________________ Abhishek took a step closer scaring the already scared boy. Ishan shivered. Abhishek: "Fresher, huh?" Ishan nodded. Abhishek: "And throwing water on your senior on the first day?" he gulped. Ishan: "T-that was a mistake..." Abhishek smirked. Abhishek: "Well... what a nice way to start your university life-getting involved with a senior on the very first day."

DESCRIPTION : The world has 7 wonders. The Gill family, now living in Chandigarh, Proud Gaurdian of an International Cricket Starboy, known as Prince of Indian Cricket Team, has only 1. And that 1 wonder of the Gill family is equal to that of the 10 wonders, if they were. He is Smart ; Tall ; Cool ; Famous ; Pretty ; Hot ; Handsome ; Amazing ; Gorgeous ; Trouble ; Mischief ; AND WHAT NOT!!!! And, He has Dimples. Deep ones. That seem to hold the depth of Pacific Ocean. The one people loves to see when he smiles. OR whimpers.. Especially, the one who He spends the night with. Yeah, if there was any ONE problem in HIM- It was definitely his habit of crushing over random strangers every one minute. And then- chooses the one he can spend the time, talking..?? Not talking actually!! Which is definitely NOT a flaw, according to him, because basically, "He's just Socialising & expanding his social circle" Yeah! Good Defination of a Fuckboy. But, because, if God has given him these pretty features that makes him irresistible, he can absolutely do nothing. And, he leaves no crumbs behind, to be exposed later on the social media. He is EXACTLY what a Chandigarh rich spoiled Kid would be. Until he find his true love! But who would it be?? DIVE IN!!! Join this perfect whirlwind of horniness & agnst with tissues because you girls (or guys?!) are probably gonna need it. In both- the smut and the agnst. Before the Prince finds himself a king.. ~ 😮‍💨✨

"Ahhh.... Taehyung-ah...." Jungkook moaned in his sleep, his soft whimpers breaking the silence. Taehyung's lips curled into a wicked smirk as he murmured, "This stubborn Omega bitch fights me all day, only to beg for me in his dreams"

"Did you think... I would force myself on you?" Shubman's voice was low yet every word struck straight at the heart. "No.......Not me. You will walk to me on your own... and you'll say......"touch me". "Even if I die, that day will never come!" Ishan rolled his eyes. "Me? And I'd ask you to touch me? Huh! Stop dreaming in broad daylight." "Dreaming in daylight?" he said, taking a step closer. "Ishan... dreams are the things that break. But what I say... becomes a habit...... And one day, you'll come to me yourself... without a word, without a thought," Shubman said "This is a fictional story. The characters only share names with real people, but the story and personalities are completely imaginary." ( update every Sunday) This story based on 1500s bc yes I'm back with another story... main character- shubman gill & ishan kishan Top - Shubman gill Bottom- ishan kishan #ishman #shubish # monster #wild #18+ # age gap

Smutshots : 1)Where Taehyung comes home to Jungkook fingering himself as usual. 2)Where Jungkook plans a very different way to celebrate Taehyung's birthday. By trying to punish him.(Keyword: Trying) 3)Where Taehyung is away because of work and Jungkook is needy as always. 4)Where on Valentine's day, Taehyung indulges in Jungkook's fantasies Contains: Dom Taehyung, Sub Jungkook, Voyeurism and Exhibitionism, deepthroating, Face slapping, choking, subspace, degradation, phone sex, pillow humping, smoking, cigarette burn, cockwarming, Face fucking, bathtub sex, use of cock ring Angst and hurt/comfort fic : 5) Under the moonlight - Where Taehyung and Jungkook, former race bikers now casual riders break up after 5 years of relationship, Six months later, Jungkook gets in an accident, setting off a chain of events that ultimately guides them back to each other. Other fics : 6) Falling through petals - What starts as a one-night stand turns into a casual arrangement, but Alpha Taehyung quickly finds himself falling hard. Omega Jungkook, however isn't looking for anything to tie him down. As Taehyung's feelings grow, his pain manifests as Hanahaki. 7) Don't blame me, Your love made me crazy - "I can lose everything but not you...oh god, not you" 8) Can't touch you, but I'm gonna make you mine AGAIN - Taehyung knows pain. He knows the curse that burns his skin every time he touches the love of his life. He knows how centuries feel when you're forced to watch your soulmate forget you over and over again. He knows how much it hurts to find out that Jungkook's curse was lifted-but not his own.

"Get your fucking ass out of this house and enter my car before I fucking bend you over that couch and fuck your brain out in here." Taehyung groaned, pressing hard against jungkook . ---- "I said 'act like my boyfriend' for just five minutes, not 'act like my fucking husband' for the rest of your life!" Jeon Jungkook half-yelled, his fingers curled into a tight fist as he glared at the terrifying, yet super gorgeous man in front of him. Kim Taehyung blinked slowly, taking his time to register every detail of jungkook figure into his memory, not minding that he was disturbing his work at all. "I don't see a big difference between the two." "Oh, for fuck sake! You're a thug, but surely you're not dumb, are you? Do you not know when to stop?" Jungkook scoffed, his anger growing thicker. "Sadly, I don't seem to know what 'stop' means. You made the idea of being someone's boyfriend sound so great now I don't think I wanna stop." Jeon jungkook knew asking a mobster to fake being his boyfriend would get a lot of unnecessary attention from lustful eyes off him, but what he never knew was that the man he had just picked was no different from the unwanted pests that lingered around him, wanting to have a taste of him. Kim Taehyung enjoyed clubbing as much as he enjoyed killing; however, despite this, he was extremely lonely. Now, the big bad man had found a toy he could play with, and he was having the best fun of his life. Would he ever stop and return to his lonely life? That, he wasn't sure he could do that. Not even when he realized jungkook was his enemy's son. He needed jungkook , either to break him or to make him. ---- Warning: in this story, if it is not a cup of your Tea, feel free to drop it. You guys are warned #2:killer #1: nudity #3:taekook #20:kimNamjoon #8: SexScene #1:kim #2:taekookff #2:comedian #1: bottomjungkook #1:mafia #1:dark #1:toptae