❝How old are you❞ jungkook asked. You just put two fingers infront of him. ❝2!?❞he asked with a frown. ❝T-twenty❞you said nervously after shaking your head as *NO* ❝I used to mentally laugh at your dad whenever he calls you baby..... until I meet you❞ he said with a chuckle. ❝And here you are......actually a baby❞ you heard him again. ❝D-don't call me baby.....I'm m-mature❞ you said with angry pout. He smiled at your cuteness. ❝Cupid did an amazing job......cause you are my baby......My baby wife❞ he said snuggling his face in the crook of your neck. •••••••••••••••••••••••••••• A story about a cold Mafia business man finding a cute, clumsy and sweet girl as a life partner. A story about how an arrange marriage turn into love. A story about how an innocent angel become the devils breathing and heartbeat. A story filled with cliché and cringy stuffs like poor, weak, sweet girl with cold rude heartless millionaire and of course Hot Guy. 🔞Different different warning for slightly smut and fully smut Read at your own risk⚠ 💋English is not my first language. Nor I'm an experienced writer. So please don't comment something judgemental. 💋BUT You're always welcome to provide suggestions. Please be nice to everyone, it doesn't cost anything. Cover designed by ✨its_pihu1997✨ Story concept by ✨zarabunny97✨ About plot writing, editing and story line, all the rights reserved to @swaeg001 Started: 31st December, 2020 Finished: 10th October, 2021 ✨Achievement: #1 in btsjk #1 in btsff #1 in watty #1 in agony #1 in btsboys #1 in btsarmy #1 in btsfanfic #1 in fanclub #1 in arrangedmarriage #1 in maturethemes #2 in btsscenarios #3 in jeongguk #3 in lovestory #3 in btssmut #3 in jimin #5 in taehyung #8 in Rude [✨I'm definitely happy with this✨]

He rules the underworld with silence, fear, and absolute control. To him, love is ownership-and weakness is unforgivable. She is the daughter of his greatest enemy, raised in defiance and fire, fearless in a world that punishes softness. Crossing his path was never part of her fate, yet the moment she does, she becomes the one thing he cannot dominate. What begins as obsession turns into a dangerous game of power and resistance. He watches from the shadows, protecting what he believes is already his. She stands her ground, refusing to kneel, refusing to belong to anyone but herself. As rivalries ignite and blood ties demand loyalty, she must choose between inherited hatred and her right to freedom. With enemies closing in and truths unraveling, obsession threatens to destroy everything-or transform into something deeper, darker, and unbreakable. In a world ruled by guns, betrayal, and ruthless ambition, this is a story where desire is dangerous, power is seductive, and love refuses to wear chains.

One is a neat-freak office worker with a life planned down to the minute. The other is a clumsy dreamer whose apartment applications are always rejected. When both are denied housing for being single, they strike a desperate deal-pretend to be a couple to fool a suspicious landlord. What begins as a simple "roommate contract" quickly spirals into chaos: awkward kisses, surprise family visits, nosy neighbors, midnight inspections, and a goldfish they don't even own. Between fake anniversaries, couple yoga disasters, and a giant dumpling plush acting as their chaperone, they discover that the line between "acting in love" and "falling in love" is thinner (and funnier) than they ever imagined. A laugh-out-loud romantic comedy where every rule they write only leads to one question: **What happens when the contract ends... but the feelings don't?**

(#2 in AMOR) 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐞. 𝐇𝐚𝐭𝐞. 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐬. 𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩𝐬. 𝐓𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐮𝐞𝐬. 𝐅𝐞𝐰 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬. 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐞. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥? 𝐇𝐢𝐦 - 𝐀𝐯𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬. 𝐌𝐞 - 𝐌𝐢𝐫𝐚 𝐌𝐞𝐡𝐫𝐚, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐬𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐮𝐧𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐥, 𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐤𝐬 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐞... 𝐈 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧'𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐝. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲'𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠.

"I dream while looking at you Inside those pitch black nights The lights we saw in each other Were saying the same thing . . . "

Two co-actors, notorious for their fiery clashes and endless roasts, are suddenly cast as lovers in a drama where every glance burns and every scripted kiss feels far too real. What started as a rivalry turns into late-night rehearsals filled with stolen touches, heated banter, and the kind of chemistry that can't be faked. Somewhere between hate and desire, one of them crosses the line-and neither is ready for how intoxicating it feels.

He placed a file of marriage papers on the counter, sliding a pen across to her. His dark, sharp eyes locked on her every move. "Tarsou ge tum , tumhe uska deedar bhi naseeb na hoga.... Khwaaisch he meri ke tumhara pyaar kabhi poura na hoga"........ {"You will long for him, yet you will never get to see him... My wish is that your love is never fulfilled."} Aayesha said with a deep hatred filled in her eyes. "Mohabbat , dua aur baddua sirf kitabi bate he..... Haqeeqat mai iska koi wajoud nahi...... Zaya hojayegi tumhari Mohabbat ki talash........ Jab badlegi meri caahat, junnon me sirf tumhe pane ki"....... {"Love, prayers, and curses exist only in books... In reality, they have no meaning... Your search for love will go in vain... For when my desire changes, my obsession will be only to have you."} "Sign it. Now. The sooner you do, the sooner this becomes official." "This is not a pure love story. It's a cursed tale, where a haunted past shattered them, destiny entwined their paths, and fate gave them a chance-however fleeting."

"I never wanted to replace anyone- I just wanted to be a part of this family." ---- "I dreamed of mumma again.." ---- "See? I told you. You don't belong here." _________________________________

✅ "We always long for the forbidden things." 𝐝𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐧𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥 ↯ ⚔︎ ʙᴏᴏᴋ ᴏɴᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴡᴏ ᴄᴏᴍʙɪɴᴇᴅ ⚔︎ ↯ ➵ sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ 3/31/18 ➵ ᴇɴᴅᴇᴅ 1/31/19

Cover and banner made by @stxrsfxll_ ❝ 𝙏𝙤 𝙝𝙚𝙧, 𝙡𝙖𝙬 𝙞𝙨 𝙖 𝙨𝙖𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙚, 𝙖 𝙨𝙮𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙢 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙨𝙖𝙫𝙚, 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙞𝙛 𝙞𝙩 𝙛𝙖𝙞𝙡𝙨. 𝙏𝙤 𝙝𝙞𝙢, 𝙡𝙖𝙬 𝙞𝙨 𝙖 𝙥𝙪𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙩, 𝙖 𝙥𝙖𝙜𝙚 𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙞𝙥𝙨, 𝙧𝙚𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙨, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙨. ❞ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ "You cannot prosecute the devil, darling. Not when he owns the courtroom." Yerin, a girl who is cold, precise, and known in headlines as The Iron Lady. A woman who puts corrupt men behind bars with a stare sharp enough to slice through perjury. But not until he walks back into Seoul. Jeon Jungkook-tech mogul by daylight, underworld kingpin by dusk. A monster dressed in designer, with blood on his hands and a smile that could ignite war. When a firebombed facility in Korea draws him back, all roads lead to her. The woman reading through his files like scripture. The woman who's supposed to destroy him. The woman he might just ruin first. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ "He's your enemy. But the law? It was written by men like him." She's chasing truth. He's burying bodies. But when justice meets obsession, the only sentence is survival. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ✨ 𝘞𝘈𝘙𝘕𝘐𝘕𝘎𝘚: Written violence, psychological manipulation, morally grey MCs, adult themes, dark romance ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━