(Revised version) Silence never bothered him before. But hers felt deliberate and Personal. Jk~"You seem to have a voice when it suits you....but with me? You turn into stone!" She doesn't understand the accusation fully, but she feels it. And that's where her fear begins. Yn~"If only you could see my hands young master! You'd know I was screaming." ________________ Even when he thought she was defying him... he still wanted her close. Jk~ "You don't speak... but you're the loudest presence in this room." Is this comfort... or possession?

She was trained to destroy him. He was born to ruin her. A marriage signed in blood. A love born from hatred. And a war no one saw coming. Liora Larsen was raised behind cold walls and colder lies sculpted into a weapon by her father to infiltrate, seduce, and ultimately destroy the Jeon empire from the inside. Her mission: marry Jeon Jungkook, the most feared mafia king in Seoul... and dismantle his world piece by piece. But Jungkook is not just a criminal. He's a devil in a suit. Ruthless. Brilliant. Unforgiving. And the moment she becomes his wife, she learns one brutal truth This marriage isn't to stop a war. It's to start one. What begins as a power play turns into a dangerous obsession. Secrets are traded like bullets. Desire becomes the most fatal weapon of all. And when the lines between love and hate blur into blood, they'll have to ask themselves the one question neither is ready to face: What if your worst enemy is the only person who ever truly saw you? ⚠️ Trigger Warnings: This story contains mature content including violence, emotional manipulation, trauma, obsessive behavior, and morally grey characters. Reader discretion is advised. S T A R T E D O N : 17th MAY

"Shut up! Shut. Up!" He threw his fist on the door after shouting each word while I stood there with my eyes closed, holding my chest as my heart was hammering and my throat was dry. I was feeling like throwing up while my stomach churned up almost instantly. "I didn't kill Mr. Lee! I didn't kill your father. Damn it!" He shouted at the top of his lungs as I opened my glistened eyes which met his ruddy ones while a lone tear escaped my left eye. I could feel the hot water gushing down my cheek to my jaw as my blurry vision got clear while I blinked. I watched him tracing my tear down my jaw with his cocoa orbs and then looking back in my orbs while his once glower eyes turned bathetic just in a jiff. Wiping off the moisture from my cheeks, I looked back into his eyes, "My father is not with me because of you. You were the reason for his death." I poked his chest with my index finger while I could feel claustrophobic around him. His aura was making it difficult for me to breathe in this dingy room. "You. Are. A. Murderer." I said with my heavy breathing while he glided near me, making my already uneven breath hitch as the back of my head hit the door, "You will regret saying this one day." I breathed out against his visage while he propped his other hand beside my head, caging me, "F*cking tell me why did you call me here?" I said, gazing back into his dark and magnificent orbs. His breath brushed my visage while I could smell his lavender cologne, prior he retreated away from me as I took in a long breath. Turning around again, facing his back at me, I heard him say, "Marry me." #1- bookcovers #1- challenge #1- stories #3- writer #28- jkjk #1- covers #3- book #1- details #1- imagines

"So you are going to ignore me after so many years." His words stung your heart and you could feel your throat getting arid and heavy. Reluctantly, lifting your upper eyelids, your chocolaty eyes met his cocoa ones again. The words in your throat were stuck yet your eyes held so many emotions within. Was it a desire? Hope? Regret? Embarrassment or being lost? Blinking your eyes you gulped down a lump in your throat, "Hmm... No. I...I am not. I already had a word with you." You whispered, trying to ignore his gaze but failing miserably, "Really?" You raised one of your eyebrows before raising your feet off the couch followed by him, "There is nothing to talk about or a reason to ignore you, Mr. Kim." Taeyung scrunched his nose at you as you referred to him as 'Mr. Kim'. Letting out a sigh, he pocketed his hands inside his pants before you watched him taking a few steps towards you while you were fixated on your position, "Don't call me that." He declared, making your eyebrows crumple, "What do you mean? You are my client and I am your wedding planner. I am calling you just like I call my other clients-" Taehyung interrupted as he ate up the space between you with his long strides. "No, we aren't." He announced as your frown deepened, "Oh really, then what are we? Partners? Friends? Couples? Lovers? We are both each other's Exes." You declared, trying to keep your voice lower as he towered over your physique yet his globes didn't twitch even for a second, "But we were. We were partners, friends, couples, and lovers and yes we still are each other's something." #1- covers #2- details #1- Challenge #23- book #6- stories #1- bookcovers #3- namjoon #1- btsscenerios #2- btsjhope

"𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐞" ••••••••••••• 𝘽𝙤𝙤𝙠 ¹ 𝑺𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔: "𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑺𝑰𝑵𝑰𝑺𝑻𝑬𝑹'𝑺 𝑶𝑩𝑺𝑬𝑺𝑺𝑰𝑶𝑵" ───── ✦ ───── 𝑩𝒆𝒏𝒊𝒎 𝑴𝒆𝒍𝒆ğ𝒊𝒎 (MY ANGEL)

"𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙙!" he screams in my face, raking his fingers along his thick, lush blond hair. I look away so he won't see the tears. My cheeks are wet, and my heart is pounding loud enough to hear from across the room. "𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙫𝙚𝙞𝙣𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙛𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙡. 𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙞𝙥𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙛𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙡𝙞𝙥𝙨 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙖 𝙥𝙧𝙖𝙮𝙚𝙧 𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙛𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚, 𝙧𝙤𝙨𝙨𝙞 𝙮/𝙣 𝘼𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙗𝙚. " Jeon Jungkook Age: 29 CEO of a global conglomerate Underground Syndicate Leader Possessive, calculating, dangerously calm Raised by violence, mentored by shadows. Jungkook carved his way to the top by mastering control of power, of people, of emotions. But the moment he sees her, everything unravels quietly. He doesn't just want her. He wants to own her mind, body, and soul. And Jungkook always takes what's his. Rossi y/n Age: 19 Literature student | Kind soul | Emotional vault Gentle, intuitive, trapped in silence She lived a quiet life Until him Until the man whose darkness made her feel more alive than light ever did. Torn between fear and desire, her heart no longer belongs to her. And with every touch, every whispered lie, she slips further away from who she used to be. Sometimes she wonders if she ever truly existed at all. She was all lace and lullabie and he was furry carved in flesh. But when she touched him, even his demons held their breath. He wanted to ruin her softness. Instead, he ended up worshipping it. ⚠️ This story contains dark romance, mature themes, emotional trauma

𝐘𝐧~"𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐟 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐦 .... 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐧, 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐠𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐦𝐞, 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐮..." 𝐉𝐤~"𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐧 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐨𝐫 𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟#𝐜𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐞 𝐞𝐱𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞.... 𝐒𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭!" _________________________________________ 𝐘𝐧~"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐮𝐥!" 𝐉𝐤~"𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 , 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐬𝐢𝐧 𝐒𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭!" _________________________________________ ★- 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 ~ 𝟏𝟒 𝐅𝐞𝐛 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐝 ~ 𝟒 𝐅𝐞𝐛 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓