Deception is Her Weapon; Vengeance is Her Cause. No mercy. "You thought you could deceive us. But in this game, baby, the rules were written by those who thrive in shadows." ⚠️ "'Look at you, little thing. I'm two sizes bigger than you. If I wrapped my hand around your throat, I could choke you,' he jeered, pressing the sharp blade even harder against her skin. 'Recycled lines, huh? You're running out of material,' she managed to retort, her voice strained from the pressure on her throat. In a sudden and abrupt motion, he threw the knife aside, his hand swiftly replacing the cold steel of the blade. And now, it was just his bare hand, a bold and strategic choice that demonstrated his confidence in his own strength. 'You really craved the sensation of my hand choking you, huh? You're enjoying this, aren't you, little slut? Feeling my grip tighten around your throat,' he snarled as he applied more force, pressing his hand deeper into her neck. 'Fuck you,' she managed to blurt out, her voice strained and raw, her eyes blurred with tears and her wounds stinging with pain. Mingyu let out a low chuckle. 'Fuck me? Yeah? Alright then,' he uttered with a smirk on his face. With deliberate movements, he reached towards her pants, his fingers moved diligently and precisely as they traced the zipper. 'You want me to fuck you right here, huh? Need an audience, kinky bitch?' he taunted, a cruel smirk playing on his lips as his fingers deftly undid the zipper of her pants. All eyes were fixated on them as Mingyu harshly began to pull her pants down, while she gasped for breath, each rasping inhale echoing in the tense silence of the room. 'Let's give them a good performance,' he replied with a smirk before loosening his grip on her neck, allowing her to gasp for air. Seizing the opportunity, he leaned in and his lips found hers, pulling her into a rough and dominating kiss.

Caught in the dangerous web of a powerful mafia group, 21 year-old Nivi finds herself into a world of betrayal and passion. With 13 enigmatic mafias, each with their own dark secrets, she must navigate the bond that tie them together, all while struggling to break free from the chains of fate that bind her.

❝Ignite, my Disgraced One, ignite❞ Creation and destruction-two forces destined to clash. Their very nature opposes the other, yet neither can survive alone. When Subuhi, the embodiment of creation, crosses paths with Sukuna, the harbinger of destruction, their fates intertwine in ways that defy the natural order. The forgotten tale of how Sukuna, once a mere mortal, ascended to become the feared King of Curses. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ➤Cursed Love Series ➺ BOOK 2 - IGNITE - Prequel of Love Is The Most Twisted Curse ➤DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fan fiction. I do not own Jujutsu Kaisen or any of its characters, which belong to Gege Akutami. However, the original plot, characters, and world-building in this story are my intellectual property. Please do not copy, repost, or adapt my work without permission. ➤Genre: Romance/Historical Romance/Dark Fantasy/Angst

❝𝖲𝖴𝖪𝖴𝖭𝖠 𝖯𝖴𝖫𝖫𝖤𝖣 𝖧𝖤𝖱 𝖡𝖸 𝖧𝖠𝖨𝖱, 𝖥𝖮𝖱𝖢𝖨𝖭𝖦 𝖸𝖭 𝖳𝖮 𝖥𝖠𝖢𝖤 𝖧𝖨𝖬, 𝖧𝖨𝖲 𝖡𝖱𝖤𝖠𝖳𝖧 𝖢𝖫𝖮𝖲𝖤 𝖤𝖭𝖮𝖴𝖦𝖧 𝖳𝖮 𝖥𝖤𝖤𝖫 𝖮𝖭 𝖧𝖤𝖱 𝖥𝖠𝖢𝖤. 𝖳𝖤𝖠𝖱𝖲 𝖢𝖠𝖲𝖢𝖠𝖣𝖤𝖣 𝖣𝖮𝖶𝖭 𝖧𝖤𝖱 𝖢𝖧𝖤𝖤𝖪𝖲, 𝖳𝖱𝖠𝖨𝖫𝖨𝖭𝖦 𝖮𝖭𝖳𝖮 𝖧𝖤𝖱 𝖫𝖨𝖯𝖲 𝖠𝖲 𝖧𝖤 𝖫𝖮𝖮𝖪𝖤𝖣 𝖠𝖳 𝖧𝖤𝖱 𝖶𝖨𝖳𝖧 𝖣𝖨𝖲𝖦𝖴𝖲𝖳 𝖠𝖭𝖣 𝖲𝖠𝖨𝖣, "𝖫𝖤𝖳 𝖬𝖤 𝖬𝖠𝖪𝖤 𝖳𝖧𝖨𝖲 𝖢𝖱𝖸𝖲𝖳𝖠𝖫 𝖢𝖫𝖤𝖠𝖱. 𝖳𝖮𝖴𝖢𝖧 𝖠𝖭𝖮𝖳𝖧𝖤𝖱 𝖬𝖠𝖭--- 𝖧𝖤 𝖣𝖨𝖤𝖲. 𝖫𝖤𝖳 𝖠𝖭𝖮𝖳𝖧𝖤𝖱 𝖬𝖠𝖭 𝖳𝖮𝖴𝖢𝖧 𝖸𝖮𝖴--- 𝖧𝖤 𝖣𝖨𝖤𝖲. 𝖳𝖤𝖫𝖫 𝖬𝖤 𝖨 𝖢𝖠𝖭'𝖳 𝖳𝖮𝖴𝖢𝖧 𝖸𝖮𝖴--- 𝖠𝖭𝖣 𝖸𝖮𝖴 𝖶𝖨𝖫𝖫 𝖥𝖴𝖢𝖪𝖨𝖭𝖦 𝖣𝖨𝖤. 𝖫𝖠𝖲𝖳𝖫𝖸, 𝖨𝖥 𝖸𝖮𝖴 𝖣𝖠𝖱𝖤 𝖳𝖮 𝖫𝖠𝖸 𝖠 𝖥𝖨𝖭𝖦𝖤𝖱 𝖮𝖭 𝖬𝖤 𝖶𝖨𝖳𝖧𝖮𝖴𝖳 𝖨𝖭𝖵𝖨𝖳𝖠𝖳𝖨𝖮𝖭---𝖸𝖮𝖴'𝖫𝖫 𝖥𝖨𝖭𝖣 𝖸𝖮𝖴𝖱𝖲𝖤𝖫𝖥 𝖥𝖠𝖢𝖨𝖭𝖦 𝖳𝖧𝖤 𝖢𝖮𝖭𝖲𝖤𝖰𝖴𝖤𝖭𝖢𝖤𝖲.❞ (Sukuna × Female Reader × Modern era). When you find yourself falling for the Man you once hated. You're aware that loving him is akin to playing with fire, yet you can't resist the pull. But what's the benefit of such a love that threatens to consume everything, leaving you in ashes? A plot that you can never predict and a twist that will keep you up all night... [Warning: Not suitable for sensitive readers, due to extreme disturbance. Read at your own risk]