"Please let her go, she is not well and she need me Taehyung please" he started crying "You don't understand," he pleaded, his eyes pleading for empathy. "Ji Ah is sick. She needs medical attention, she needs me." But Taehyung's expression remained impassive, his eyes cold and unyielding. "That's not my concern," he retorted dismissively, his voice dripping with disdain. Jungkook's heart sank at Taehyung's callous response. He couldn't believe that Taehyung could be so heartless, so indifferent to Ji Ah's suffering. Desperation clawed at him as he searched for the right words to make Taehyung understand. "Please," he implored, his voice cracking with emotion. "I'll do anything you want, just let Ji Ah go. She's innocent in all of this." But Taehyung remained unmoved, his resolve unshaken. "Sign the papers, Jungkook," he demanded, his tone final. "Or she stays with me." "Jungkook and Taehyung hated each other with everything in them. But when their families get involved, the two have no choice but to marry. Forced to get married to someone he sees as the devil, Jungkook is desperate- his sister's life is on the line. But as time goes on, he slowly begins to realize that there's more to Tae than he realizes. A story about love, understanding, and forgiveness. Their worlds collide in unexpected ways, revealing layers of vulnerability beneath Taehyung's icy facade and awakening emotions Jungkook never knew he harbored. " Warning ⚠ this story may contain mature contents LGBTQ+ depressive suicidal if you have any problem with this content trust me this story is not for you!!!!

Taehyung's grip tightened, just enough to make Jungkook's breath hitch, his pulse fluttering beneath his fingertips like a trapped thing. The room was suffocating, electric with the kind of tension that could only be built on years of hatred tangled with something neither of them wanted to name. "Do you want this, Jungkook?" Taehyung's voice was a low purr, dangerous and smug, as if he already knew the answer. Jungkook's eyes, no longer doe-eyed innocence, but dark, molten, needy - stared up at him, unflinching. "Yes," Jungkook moaned, hips arching up instinctively, chasing the ghost of Taehyung's touch. His voice cracked around the single word, but there was no shame in it. Only hunger. Taehyung's smirk turned downright predatory. He leaned in, letting his lips brush against Jungkook's ear, feeling the younger shiver beneath him. His tongue flicked out, tracing the shell before he latched onto that spot he knew would make Jungkook crumble. Jungkook gasped, body straining up against Taehyung's hold, and Taehyung chuckled darkly. "Beg for it," he whispered, his voice a sinful promise against Jungkook's skin. For a moment, silence hung thick in the air. Then, Jungkook's voice, breathy and wrecked *

Not the story with a glass shoe and a prince charming. This one has guns, bruised knuckles, and a mafia prince who doesn't believe in happy endings. Jungkook isn't waiting for rescue - he's just trying to survive. Trapped in a house full of monsters and silence, he's learned that kindness can be fatal and love isn't always gentle. Then there's Kim Taehyung - golden boy of the university, heir to the kind of empire Jungkook wants nothing to do with. Cold, confident, untouchable. The type who gets everything he wants. Except him. "Skipping class again?" Taehyung's voice was smooth, low - the kind that slipped under the skin instead of just being heard. "Didn't feel like it." Footsteps. Slow. Closer. "You never feel like it." Jungkook's reflection met Taehyung's in the glass - two silhouettes, one calm, one trembling with something he couldn't name. "What do you want, Taehyung?" Taehyung stopped just behind him. "You." The word hung there - not romantic, not tender. It was a challenge, a confession, a dare. Taehyung smiled first, slow and dangerous. "You really don't know what you do to people, do you?"

"They said professors shouldn't fall. But no one warned him about Jungkook." Professor Kim Taehyung was a man of rules-graceful, distant, and untouchable behind wire-rimmed glasses and tailored suits. He built walls with quiet words and colder glances, never letting anyone too close. But Jeon Jungkook never followed rules. A top student with a reckless edge, Jungkook saw through Taehyung's polished mask. He noticed the lingering stares, the subtle tremble in his voice, the way his fingers tightened around his pen whenever Jungkook spoke. But there was more to Jungkook than trouble. Something Taehyung could only feel crawling under his skin when those eyes looked at him too long. And now, the student wasn't the one being taught. He was in control. And Professor Taehyung... was unraveling. ☆Top- Jeon Jungkook. ☆Bottom- Kim Taehyung. #Angst #Mystery-Horror-Romance #Forbidden #Slowburn

"I signed the contract to save my son. I didn't know I was selling myself." He was desperate. Jungkook was dangerous. When a scandal threatened Jeon Jungkook's empire, he needed a fake spouse to clean up his image. Taehyung, a soft-spoken janitor with a sick child and no options, was the perfect target. Cold contracts were signed. And Clause 27 made one thing clear. No love. No attachment. No mistakes. But Jungkook was cruel, controlling, and colder than Taehyung could've imagined... turning every moment into a quiet war. And Taehyung...was breaking, slowly. This wasn't a marriage. It was survival under a CEO's thumb. *This is Not A Continuation* Dedicated to CEO Jeon from T&C #Sadism #ReallyHeavyAngst #ContractualMarriage #darkthemes Do not Report or Repost.

Taehyung, an ancient-era man, finds himself in a strange new world after a car accident, inhabiting the body of a modern husband with a cold, stoic military spouse, Jungkook, and a neglected young son, Taegguk. The original Taehyung was vain, distant, and resentful, leaving his family on the brink of collapse. Now, armed with a fresh perspective and a desire to make things right, Taehyung dives into his role as a devoted husband and father. Through cooking, care, and unwavering love, he melts Jungkook's icy exterior and wins over his adorable son, turning a broken household into a warm, loving home. But can his efforts heal old wounds and spark a romance that was never given a chance? A heartwarming tale of rebirth, family, and second chances at love.

Jeon Jungkook was everything to Kim Taehyung, but he had a terrible way of showing it. But according to him, he was doing everything right, given that it was what he saw his father do for his mother growing up, money fixed everything, if he had more money, his love would be happy, Jungkook, who he loved would be happy. But he didn't know , he had no idea that Jungkook had cried himself to sleep one too many nights, while he was out making money, to supposedly make him happy. " I am sorry, please..." Taehyung said, his vision getting blurry from tears threatening to fall, " please don't leave me" Contains: ■Angst ●Fluff ■top Tae ●Bottom kook ■Physical and Verbal abuse

Taehyung: (snapped) Are you mad? Do you want to die? Jungkook just stood there, staring at him. He was tall, dressed well, and looked annoyed. Taehyung: Hey! Are you deaf? Say something. he said again, this time stepping closer. Jungkook: Why did you stop? Jungkook finally whispered, my voice shaking. Jungkook: Why didn't you kill me? I don't want to live... His words broke into sob. Taehyung: Why would you say that? Why do you want to die? ___ Contains •smut •mpreg ( depends on ) HAPPY ENDING 🔝 TAEHYUNG ⬇️ JUNGKOOK 🕊️ I hope you will like the story of MAID'S FORBIDDEN LOVE

[Completed] Taehyung's long-held trauma lingered, a shadow that never quite lifted after the tragic loss of his parents. Shielded from the world, he remained unaware of its true dangers, unable to fully accept or love himself. But then, in the darkest moment, everything changed-he was taken, pulled into the merciless grasp of a Mafia. Started: Nov 30, 2020 Finished: Feb 16, 2021 Thank you so much for 300k reads!!

"Your body is mine, angel, your lips, your skin, your heartbeat, even your breath. Every part of you, from your hair to your toes, belongs to me. No one else. Do you hear me?" Taehyung growled near Jungkook's ear, gripping his hair tighter. "I CAN'T STAND IT WHEN SOMEONE ELSE TOUCHES YOU! IT DRIVES ME MAD! VERY MAD, BABY!" He shouted while biting Jungkook's arm hard, then in a second he kissed it deeply to remove someone else's any linger of touch. "I'll never hurt you.." he muttered, guilt thick in his voice. "I'm sorry... I'm so damn sorry." He crushed Jungkook into his arms, trembling. Jungkook could feel it. This man was obsessed with owning his love, keeping him all to himself. But this wasn't love. It was a venomous devotion that would slowly break him, leaving nothing behind. It would destroy him completely. But would Jungkook ever understand this crazy obsession? Could he understand Taehyung's madness, this overwhelming need? Would Jungkook ever become the rainbow in Taehyung's colourless life, filling it with the warmth of love, just the way Taehyung wanted? Could Jungkook accept Taehyung's love, in all its raw intensity? _____________________________ ᗯᗩᖇᑎIᑎG⚠️ • ᴀɢᴇ-ɢᴀᴘᴇ, ʙᴏʏxʙᴏʏ, ᴍ-ᴘʀᴇɢ • ᴜsᴇ ᴏғ ɢᴜɴs ᴀɴᴅ sᴛʀᴏɴɢ ʟᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇs • ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏғ ᴅʀᴜɢs, ᴛᴏʀᴛᴜʀᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ᴀ ʟᴏᴛ ᴀᴍᴏᴜɴᴛ ᴏғ ᴍᴜʀᴅᴇʀs • ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴄᴏɴʏᴇɴᴛ ᴀʙᴏᴠᴇ 21+ (ʙʟ) • ᴅᴀʀᴋ ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇ, sᴍᴜᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀɴɢsᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʟᴏᴛs ᴏғ ғʟᴜғғ ᴀɴᴅ ғʟᴜғғ. ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ ᴇɴᴅɪɴɢ ᴛᴏᴏ. • ɴᴏ ʜᴏᴍᴏᴘʜᴏʙɪᴄ ᴀʟʟᴏᴡᴇᴅ: TOP - Kim Taehyung BOTTOM - Jeon Jungkook Side ships : Namjoon x Jin Yoongi x Jimin (Yoongi is little space) _________________________________________ Happy reading everyone, hope you would enjoy my book 📚.