The story is posted separately on my account. I AM REWRITING IT. I suggest reading the other book instead of this one. "It was you... The one I fell in love with. This entire time, it was you." *** It all started with the end. Han Jisung─an orphan whose only goal for the future is to build a better life for himself and his sister─and Lee Minho─also known as Venom, a notorious personality of the organized crime world─cross paths when the latter accuses Jisung of stealing the three kilograms of cocaine that were mistakenly delivered to his house. Forced to choose between paying an unaffordable debt or dying at the hand of the scary gangster who won't stop following him around, Jisung is convinced that his problem could never worsen, but when Minho reveals his actual plans, he has to face an outcome that's far more terrible than death would have been. Minho drags him into the Mafia, strips him of his freedom, gives him a new identity, and assigns him to a mission that will irrevocably tie the two of them together until death does them apart. Arranged marriage. MAFIA AU 16+ (tws in the introduction) Current word count: 113K Not finished yet. 28/85 chapters written. Updated regularly You can also find this story on Ao3 (I have the same username) Cover made by me

It all starts with the end. Han Jisung (a clumsy chemistry student with a painful past) crosses paths with Lee Minho, better known as Venom (the new leader of the notorious Vipers) when two kilograms of Venom's cocaine are mistakenly delivered to Jisung's doorstep, then lost by Jisung himself, under circumstances the idiot cannot remember. Minho accuses him of theft, giving Jisung a fourteen day deadline to either find and give back the cocaine, pay an impossible debt, or take the mysterious third option which, Jisung assumes, has to mean death. In his desperate quest for a way out, Jisung stumbles through a waking nightmare: unexpected connections between Minho and people he thought he could trust, mysterious news articles, abandoned mansions, crime scenes, black-tie parties, chaebol gossip, mafia families, escaping gunfire on the back of Minho's motorcycle. But every single path only leads him back to the night he lost the drugs, and to unanswerable questions: What the hell happened to the two bricks of cocaine? Why can't he remember losing them? What is Minho hiding? And what does the bastard truly want from Jisung? MAFIA AU 16+ (tws in the introduction) COVER MADE BY THE TALENTED ICHINISAMFOLIO ON DISCORD

Alone, that is what he is meant to be. Every day Minho wakes to a world obsessed with soulmates. Music, television, and books all celebrate the soul's quest for its perfect mate. Minho doesn't have one. It's been a struggle but he's come to accept it. That is until he meets Han Jisung. *** Pushing away from the warmth holding him he looks into his mother's eyes. Eyes filled with fear and heartbreak blink back at him. "Eomma. I don't have a soulmate." ________________________________________ "Perfection." The single word demolishes the dam keeping his emotions at bay. Heavy sobs fall from him as he leans against Felix. Years of worry, anxiety, and fear are washed away by the tide of his soulmate's affection. His soulmate had found him and they think he is perfect. Him? The blind boy who feels the need to hustle for affection and prove his worth. Him, Han Jisung is perfect in the eyes of his soulmate. Original work published on A03 - Yoonmincraze

He held his breath and settled in to wait, but Jisung never expected to live a lifetime without air... Taken from his pack Jisung mourns his brother's death and prays for a swift end to it all. But what happens when instead of execution, he finds the love he'd spent his life waiting for? ________ "... we could go at the same time. You take mine and I'll take yours. That way we can come back together." Hiccuping, tears fall freely down Jisung's face dripping to the bare chest below him. "You think we'll find each other in the next life?" "Oh my pretty baby... there is no life we live at the same time where I don't search for you. I only pray that in the next one, I'm not the cause of your tears..." (An A/B/O Romeo and Juliet style fic but with a happy ending)

"Well, if I had the freedom to choose, we wouldn't even be having this conversation, Dr. Lee." Han Jisung thrives in it, in the way hands reach for him like he's something worth touching. But what would they say if they knew? Would they still whisper his name like a prayer, still dream of having a piece of him? Or would they finally see him for what he is? Not a god. Not an idol. Not untouchable. Just a boy. And boys get sent to therapy. in short: seemingly freaky, cocky and privileged jisung meets his match, Minho - his assigned psychiatrist

"I dare you to get a tattoo" ... "Any tattoo?" ... "Yes." ... After a drunk Jisung decides that he would say dare, he ends up getting a tattoo, his first one ever. The next morning he sees "Property of Lee Minho" tattooed on his arm.

Minho is a dancer. Minho is bipolar. Minho doesn't do relationships unless it's Jeongin. Minho is slow as fuck. Minho doesn't know how to deal with his feelings. Minho is confusing. But that didn't stop Jisung from falling hard for him. Minho looked at him with darkened eyes. "Dance for me Sungie".