(21+ ONLY) She's small. She's fragile. She's breakable, I am not. I'm a monster. A sinner, who's far away from her imaginable prince charming. A psychopath with darker thoughts than a demon itself. A sadist, who gets turn on by other's pain and exploitation, especially her's. Should I let her see my demons that no one had ever seen? The demons that are full of tendencies to claim her raw, break her and most importantly, to show her what pain feels like in the most forbidden way? Copyright © 2023 by JEONPriyaa

𝗔𝗿𝘁 𝗶𝘀 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴. 𝗛𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝘁. 𝗛𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴. ❤︎︎ You gasp when you see a woman lying completely naked on a royal red couch. She looked like a goddess sprawled amidst soft fabrics. Showing off the gorgeous beauty which was her body. Her stunningly long legs rubbing against each other, her waist caving in, full breasts creating a lewd display with her nipples looking perky and hard, her neck--a chic elegance--and her long curls resting on her shoulders. Her face showing a bold fierceness, yet a plush rosy blush. The painting was intrepid and lucidly sensual. At the same time, portraying her as an enigma that is craved for. That is wanted. That is lusted over. The face was so defined, meticulously drawn and painted. For a second, you wished it wasn't so. Cause the woman, painted on the ginormous canvas, was 𝙮𝙤𝙪. You turn around. To find 𝙝𝙞𝙢 looking at you with the same boldness. The same desire he drew you with. Like he wanted you naked for him, and he would take you with everything he could give you. ●●● ➼ This book has some of my best writing, the style is very dynamic and artistic. I write very graphically and try to make the reader experience every moment of falling in love. Him as your dripping-hot, young art teacher. Age gap: 9 years.

❝You mean, both of us can get benefit out of this thing?❞ "That's literally the reason people call it FWB," he sighs, tired with your innocent ramblings. "FWB?" You question, confused. Shrouding your smirk behind the tilt of your head, you continue acting oblivious. "Friends-with-benefits, you know that, don't you?" The lines on his forehead show how bothered he was by this. Everyone your age ought to know friends-with-benefits, right? "That's really a lot considering you don't even treat me as a proper friend. Can't it be called something more simple? I don't want to feel like I'm taking benefit of somebody. We can call it sex exchange? Or sexchange?" You smile proudly, coming up with it on the spot. He remains numb, staring dead ahead like always. The familiar expression of his coldness replaces his handsome features once again. So cold, a learned shudder passes down your spine. He's a snowman, he's an iceberg, always so fucking cold. Your insides prick when the expression replaces the rare mood of him wanting to talk. Talking with him is no different than talking to an inanimate object. "Fine, sexchange." "So, you agree? You'll dat- fake date me?" "I'll fuck you. That's it." *** ➼ mature content. ➼ smuts, angst, fluff, love, softness, jealousy and a cold jungkook who can fuck you harder than he hurts you.

"ʜᴏᴡ ᴍᴀɴʏ ᴏғ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ᴠɪʀɢɪɴs?" ɪs sᴜᴄʜ ǫᴜᴇsᴛɪᴏɴ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴀʟʟᴏᴡᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴀsᴋᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ ᴏʀ ᴀɴʏᴏɴᴇ ɪɴ sᴄʜᴏᴏʟ? ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛᴏᴏ ᴡɪᴛʜɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʀᴇsᴇɴᴄᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ғᴇʟʟᴏᴡ ᴄʟᴀssᴍᴀᴛᴇs, sᴏᴍᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴡɴ, sᴏᴍᴇ ᴜɴᴋɴᴏᴡɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴡᴏ ʏᴏᴜɴɢ ᴛᴇᴀᴄʜᴇʀs ______ "ᴅᴏᴍ ᴏʀ sᴜʙ ᴍɪss ʏ/ɴ? " ______ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴀɪɴs sᴛʀᴏɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ʟᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛs ᴍᴀʏ ᴀʟsᴏ ɪɴᴄʟᴜᴅᴇ sᴏᴍᴇ ᴛʀɪɢɢᴇʀɪɴɢ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛs/ sᴄᴇɴᴇs ᴋɪɴᴅʟʏ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ɪғ ᴜɴᴄᴏᴍғᴏʀᴛᴀʙʟᴇ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴀ sʟɪɢʜᴛ ʙɪᴛ Proceed further into the book -Brought to you by : <Vintages.love>

When Alexa's long time boyfriend Park Jimin leaves the city to enlist to the military, she promises him to wait for his return. But things develop differently than expected when the Korean government forces her to leave the country. Left with no other choice, she marries her boyfriends best friend Jeon Jungkook who offers to help her to stay in Korea through this marriage. This marriage was only supposed to be a contract for 2 years until Jimin returns, but what both of them didn't expected were the growing feelings they were slowly developing for each other.