⚠️smuts alert but you can skip them (with plots) They told me monsters lived in the dark-I never knew I'd marry one, A man who kissed me like a prayer and broke me like a curse. Forced into a marriage she never wanted, Y/n swore she'd never bow to the mafia world. But he thrives on breaking rules-especially hers. Every punishment tightens the chains, every touch blurs the line between hate and hunger. In the end, only one question remains-who survives the contract of sin? Warning : This story contains themes of violence, abuse, strong language, sexuality and other mature themes. ❌️DO NOT COPY MY WORK

Noelle was never meant to matter, a healer overlooked by her family and scorned by all. But a single misstep brings her into the forbidden reaches of heaven, a place sealed by the Supreme God himself where something ancient and feared beyond measure lies chained.

What will happen when one silly dare to sit on your professor's lap turned into a steamy hook-up? 𝗠𝗶𝗻 𝗬/𝗻, a final year biology student, never thought a simple dare would turn her world upside down. Sitting on her professor 𝗝𝗲𝗼𝗻 𝗝𝘂𝗻𝗴𝗸𝗼𝗼𝗸'𝘀 lap during a trip was supposed to be a joke, a dare given by her friends, but a drunken night made everything complicated. When an unexpected pregnancy comes between them, he's ready to take responsibility, but will her brother let them? 𝘞𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦, 𝘰𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘣𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳? "𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗣𝗿𝗼𝗳𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗼𝗿'𝘀 𝗦𝗶𝗻" || 𝗝𝗝𝗸 𝗜𝗻𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗺 𝗜'𝗱 - @meeraverse_ 𝗣𝗹𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗮𝗿𝗶𝘀𝗺 𝗶𝘀 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗵𝗶𝗯𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗱 !

"Honey... now what did I say about disobeying me?" His voice was quiet, low and cold, slicing through the silence like a blade. She flinched before he even moved. Chains rattled above her as she struggled to back away. Her eyes, swollen and red, met his-not with defiance, but pure terror. He walked toward her slowly, savoring her panic. She looked so fragile. Breakable. Just the way he liked her. "P-Please..." she whispered. "I didn't mean to-" He silenced her with a finger to her lips. "Shh." Tilting her chin up, he forced her to meet his eyes. His touch was almost tender, but she knew better. Behind it hid a monster who toyed with his prey before breaking them. "You don't speak unless I allow it," he murmured. "And you don't beg-unless it's for me." A tear slid down her cheek. He wiped it away slowly, then smiled-darkly. "I could be kind," he said. "I could give you everything. But you'd rather test me. Run. Cry. Scream. Thinking someone will save you." He laughed softly. "No one's coming. You're mine now. Mine to hurt, own... destroy." She trembled, shrinking into the corner. And he adored it. Her fear. Her weakness. "You'll learn to love the pain, sweetheart," he whispered. "Because I'll teach you. Again and again... until all you know is my name on your lips, begging for mercy I'll never give." He stepped back, watching her sob-beautiful even in ruin. Untouched. Pure. A canvas he'd stain with obsession and darkness. And no matter how loud she screamed... No one would hear her. --- ⚠️ This story contains dark themes, emotional manipulation, and disturbing content. Read at your own risk.

'𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘰. 𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘧 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘪𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦... 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘨𝘰. 𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘸, 𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘸, 𝘕𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳.'

"Jungkook, you have to get married now!" his father's voice thundered through the grand mansion. Jungkook's jaw clenched as he glared at the older man. "Fine. But I will only marry Han Mirae-my girlfriend." His voice was sharp, unwavering. His father scoffed, shaking his head. "Jungkook, why don't you understand? She's nothing but a gold digger." But Jungkook refused to listen. Mirae was his choice, and no one could dictate his life. However, time had a way of unraveling illusions. As months passed, unbearable conflicts emerged between Jungkook and Mirae, revealing cracks in their so-called love. Lies, betrayal, and mistrust turned their relationship into a battlefield. "Fine, Father. I'll marry. But remember this-this marriage will only exist on paper." His words were cold, final. Little did he know, this one decision would entangle him in a fate he never anticipated. _________________________________________________ "J-Jungkook, please... trust me! I didn't do it!" Jane's voice trembled, fear evident in her eyes. Jungkook scoffed, his sharp gaze piercing through her. "First of all, stop crying." His voice was laced with venom, void of any sympathy. Jane swallowed hard, her vision blurry with unshed tears. "I-I'm s-sorry-" "Fvcking shut up. You talk too much." His patience snapped. Without another word, he grabbed her delicate jaw and crashed his lips onto hers with raw, unforgiving force. She was his now-whether she wanted to be or not.

𝐀 𝐌𝐀𝐅𝐈𝐀 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 ❛ SHE LIT UP HIS COLD, EMPTY LIFE ❜ ━ 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘚𝘩𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘸 𝘰𝘧 𝘔𝘢𝘧𝘪𝘢 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘭𝘢𝘳 𝘢𝘮𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘪𝘻𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳'𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘦. 𝘏𝘦'𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘢𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘱𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳, 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘰𝘣𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯'𝘴 𝘶𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘬 𝘪𝘨𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘮.❜ 18+| contains mature and triggering content. ©𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐕𝐄𝐑_𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐅𝐅𝐒

𝐀 𝐌𝐀𝐅𝐈𝐀 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 "𝗜𝗳 𝗜 𝗰𝗮𝗻𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗮𝗶𝗻 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗵𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝘃𝗲𝗻𝗹𝘆 𝗺𝗲𝗮𝗻𝘀, 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗜 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗿𝗲𝘀𝗼𝗿𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗰𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗼𝘀 𝗶𝗻 𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗹". 𝐉𝐄𝐎𝐍 𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐊𝐎𝐎𝐊, known as the ruler of the underworld, dominates with his wealth and power. His name alone instills fear and commands respect. No one dares to cross him, for they know it would be inviting their own demise. He is a man of great influence, with his reach spanning across the globe. But when he is forced into an arrangement with 𝐘/𝐍 𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐈, the adopted daughter of the powerful Italian mafia, he realizes that money and power may not be enough to control everything. Y/n is a stunning beauty, but her life takes a turn when she is forced to wed Jeon Jungkook after her graduation. Will this marriage work and Jungkook be able to shield his wife from the dangers of his world? And can he become her sanctuary in the midst of his dark reign? ------------------------------------------------------- ©𝐉𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐈𝐂𝐒 𝗚𝗲𝗻𝗿𝗲 : 𝗳𝗮𝗻𝗳𝗶𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗦𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁 : 𝗝𝗮𝗻 𝟬𝟭, 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟰 𝗘𝗻𝗱 : 𝗠𝗮𝘆 𝟯𝟭, 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟱 ------------------------------------------------------- • Don't copy, translate or re-post my work. • Explicit content & strong language. • Completely based on my imagination.