Jungkook: I don't know what you're doing to me ...,I never ever craved someone the way I'm craving you...,I hate it but I so much fucking love it Yn: L-leave m-me Jungkook: That innocent voice of yours, butterfly, it makes the desire to have you burn faster. You're so fragile, so delicate... and I want to feel you, piece by piece Yn whimpering Yn: P-please... don't say such things... Jungkook leaned closer to her Jungkook: Why not? It's the truth. I want to own you, body and soul. I want to be the only one who can make you feel alive. Yn: N-no... I don't want that... Jungkook smriked at her words Jungkook: Liar. You're trembling with desire, butterfly. You want me just as much as I want you. And I'll make sure you get what you want... eventually. Yn: J-just leave me alone... Yn pleaded with him Jungkook: Oh, butterfly... you really are innocent, aren't you? I'll never leave you alone. You're mine now. Jeon Jungkook He's the the college heartdrop,king of campus hookups, ruthless, Filthy Rich and unapologetic. His charm is intoxicating, his smile disarming, and his eyes burning with unknown desire... Beneath the surface, he's a complex web of darkness and desire. When he set his sights on the innocent and naive new girl Choi Yn,She's a ray of sunshine,simple,soft spoken with a heart full of love. Her innocence is palpable, a refreshing change from the world around her. He becomes consumed by an obsessive craving that blurs the lines between love and obsession......She became a burning obsession to him...... Happy Ending ❤️ °This story is totally Frictional and my own ideas. °All Pic taken from Pinterest and credit goes to the original owner of the Pic. ° Do not plagiarize my work. Enjoyyyyyyyyyy 🥰🥰(+18)

Y/n's POV:- His eyes darken, a dangerous glint appearing in them. "Your father's debt....that was just an excuse. An opportunity." He leans forward, his voice dropping lower as my breath quickens. "You wanna know the real reason I'm doing this?" "Because you're the first person in a long time who didn't cower in my presence. You looked at me like I was still just a thug, not the most feared man in Seoul." He pauses, his expression hardening as I looked in his eyes. "And you know what really pissed me off?" He grasps my shoulder suddenly, making me flinch. His touch firm but not painful. "You stood your ground. You looked me in the eyes and told me off. That mouth of yours....it drove me crazy." His eyes trail to my lips. Time skips:- "I hate you!! I hate you so much!!!" I yelled on his face. Jungkook's expression hardens at my words, but somethings underneath shows a deeper emotion as he spoke. "I've heard that before." He drops his handkerchief and backs away a step. "But you know what's funny? They're all dead now." His words send a wave of terror in my body. ___________________________________________ (If you want to know more....go and check out the story!)

*An unintended flame-born from a glance, a word, or a wound-burned the castle built on agony, hatred, and cruelty. But what rises from those ashes... love or destruction? *He never meant to fall for her. She was the wound he never saw coming-burning through the walls he built from agony and anger. In a world ruled by cruelty, can an accidental flame rewrite fate?

One year ago, you married Jungkook - not for love, but because fate trapped us together. He's 8 years older, a man of iron rules and colder glares. Perfect manners. Perfect discipline. Perfect control. you are still in college, spoiled rotten, bratty as hell, and allergic to rules. He demands respect. you give him chaos. He wants obedience. you give him trouble. And somehow... you can't stop provoking him, just to see that sharp jaw tighten, that voice drop low, that look in his eyes when you have gone too far. Every scolding feels like a game we're both secretly playing - and neither of us plans to lose.

𝘛𝘈𝘕𝘎𝘓𝘌𝘋 𝘛𝘙𝘐𝘖𝘓𝘖𝘎𝘠/ 𝘉𝘖𝘖𝘒 #3 Kang emilia is a bold and classy woman who embodies confidence and independence. With a sharp wit and a fearless spirit, she navigates the world on her own terms, never backing down from a challenge. Her strength and determination make her a force to be reckoned with. Jeon jungkook is a self-made billionaire with a wealth of success, but a scarcity of genuine connections. His past experiences have left him wary of others, making it difficult for him to trust. Despite his guarded exterior, he yearns for true love and acceptance. Both their differences spark tension, but their undeniable chemistry keeps them drawn to each other. Can they find love amidst the chaos of their contrasting lives? "𝑰 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒑𝒐𝒊𝒔𝒐𝒏 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝑰 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒘 𝑰 𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒅𝒆𝒅." ALL RIGHTS AND COVER DESIGN RESERVED TO ©MOONLITWRITER

"strip!", Jungkook Jeon boomed, his voice thunderous, his command absolute, "you're my wife, I love you enough to not care if you hate me" Her face flamed red, a single word from her; and now he was treating her like this? A tear slid down her cheek before she could stop it. Jungkook's eyes followed it, his own jaw twitching, "I said, strip!", he roared again, louder this time, angerier. She lowered her eyes, her trembling fingers rising to obey. Piece by piece, her clothes fell to the floor. And then he was there, pushing her onto the bed with a force that made the mattress dip, caging her in with his shadow. His thick, angry, already hard length pressed against her, and without warning, "I love you", he said, slamming into her hard, "I fucking love you", he repeated, grinding harder. Harsher. She gasped, her breath ripped from her lungs, her very core shaking with the force of him. Each thrust, each climax wringing her dry like a cloth, yet he never stopped. And, no, Jungkook Jeon would not stop. He will love her, until his blood ran dry, until he gave his last, until she couldn't take him. If she would not yield, he would not relent. Because that's who he was, 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗵𝘂𝘀𝗯𝗮𝗻𝗱. And that's who she was, 𝗔𝗶𝗿 𝗖𝗵𝗶𝗲𝗳 𝗠𝗮𝗿𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗹 𝗝𝘂𝗻𝗴𝗸𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝗝𝗲𝗼𝗻'𝘀 𝘄𝗶𝗳𝗲. 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝘁𝗶𝘁𝗹𝗲 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗼𝗹𝗱 𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗹 𝗱𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗵 𝗱𝗼𝗲𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁. ⚠️Disclaimer⚠️ 𝗕𝗘𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗘, 𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗦 𝗦𝗧𝗢𝗥𝗬 𝗜𝗦 𝗔 𝗪𝗢𝗥𝗞 𝗢𝗙 𝗘𝗫𝗧𝗥𝗘𝗠𝗘𝗟𝗬 𝗗𝗔𝗥𝗞, 𝗧𝗪𝗜𝗦𝗧𝗘𝗗 𝟮𝟭+ 𝗥𝗢𝗠𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗘. #1 obsessedhusband #10 jjk

Forced into a marriage neither of them wanted, a fierce Greek mafia princess and a ruthless Sicilian underboss must navigate a storm of power, passion, and betrayal-only to discover that their greatest battle might be against their own hearts. *** They hated each other from the moment they met, but little did they know, they were destined to be together. Millicent Rhea Darmos: Princess of the Greek Mafia. At 25 years old, she's established herself as a self proclaimed boss bitch, running her own publishing company. But now it's time she fulfils her duty to her family's organisation. It's time she gets married. Costantino Salvatore Accardi: Underboss and Heir to the Sicilian Mafia. At 28 years old, he has no interest in settling down-he already has it all. He believes in family above all, so why bring in an outsider? Yet, after a strange string of events, the two of them find themselves thrust into married life. It's full of chaos, drama and all kinds of tension. The question is, how do they survive their marriage and the storm that follows? *** "I've never kissed anyone." My voice trembled with a tinge of vulnerability - something I hated. But Costa didn't seem to mind that I was nervous or anxious. "Good. You're mine." He spoke so seriously, without a flicker of doubt as he took my hand in his. "So you want it be special, principessa?" "Every girl's first kiss is special." I whispered, watching as he brought my hand up to his lips. "I only care about yours."

She walked in the university's backyard where she called him to meet her she clutched over the paper bag in her hand tightly. He was already there looking at her with cool gaze. "What happened? Why did you call me here?" he asked, his voice as blunt and cold as ever. She swallowed hard, forcing her feet to move closer as she held the bag out to him with both hands. "H-happy g-graduation... s-sunbae," she stammered, avoiding his gaze. His brows twitched, just slightly, and he reached out to take the bag. Pulling out the contents, he revealed a silver-colored watch-minimalistic yet elegant. It wasn't branded, wasn't flashy, but there was something about it-something simple and thoughtful. He stared at it for a moment longer than she expected. "It's... nice," he said flatly. His voice remained emotionless, but his fingers lingered on the watch as if it surprised him. Her shoulders slumped. She looked down, eyes dimming, convinced he didn't like it. Maybe it was too cheap. Maybe she was stupid to even try. But then, his voice dropped again-deeper this time, almost commanding. "Come here. I'll give you a return gift." Her head snapped up, eyes wide. "W-what?" "Come. Here." His eyes didn't waver, and though his tone was still unreadable, something flickered behind it. With hesitant steps, she moved closer, her heart pounding erratically. Before she could say a word, his arm slipped around her waist in one swift motion, firm and unrelenting. A gasp escaped her lips, but it was silenced just as quickly- He pulled her flush against him, and without warning, his lips crashed down on hers. It wasn't sweet. It wasn't gentle. It was possessive. Intense. Like he had been holding back and finally lost control. And in that fleeting, breath-stealing moment, Hwang Jane had no idea- That this kiss wasn't a thank you. It was the beginning of his obsession. and this was the starting of him being obsessed with a little girl who had a huge crush on him

DO NOT COPY AT ALL. It's a fanfiction of Jeon jungkook X reader (y/n). Behind an alluring facade lies the ugliness of the heart. She was just like this, a killer beauty with a monstrous heart. ____kim Y/n____ Even after getting heartbroken by her, several times. His heart only flustered for her. His eyes only searched for her. He was just whipped for her and only her. ____Jeon Jungkook____ It's Edited. It was started in February 2024.

"𝗔𝗮-𝗮𝗵𝗵 𝗱-𝗱𝗼𝗻𝘁 𝗽𝗹𝘀 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗽 𝗶-𝗶𝘁 𝗜-𝗶 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝘁-𝘁𝗲𝗹𝗹 𝘁𝗼 𝘁-𝘁𝗲𝗮𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝘀-𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗽 𝗶𝘁 𝗽𝗹𝘀..." -𝖸𝗇 𝖲𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝖢𝗋𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖡𝖺𝖽𝗅𝗒 𝖴𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝖮𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝖧𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝖻 𝖮𝖿 𝖴𝗇𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗂𝗍𝗒 𝖶𝗁𝗈 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗆𝗂𝗌𝗋𝖾𝖻𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗌𝗍 𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗆𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝖳𝖧𝖤 𝖩𝖤𝖮𝖭 𝖩𝖴𝖭𝖦𝖪𝖮𝖮𝖪. "𝗙𝘂𝗰𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗗𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗧𝗼 𝗨𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗮 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗽𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘁𝘆 𝗺𝗼𝘂𝘁𝗵 𝗼𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘁𝗲𝗮𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗶 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗙𝗨𝗖𝗞 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗙𝗨𝗖𝗞𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗦𝗛𝗜𝗧 𝗢𝗨𝗧 𝗢𝗙 𝗬𝗢𝗨𝗥 𝗙𝗨𝗖𝗞𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗟𝗜𝗧𝗧𝗟𝗘 𝗕𝗢𝗗𝗬" -𝖩𝗎𝗇𝗀𝗄𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗋𝗌𝗁𝗅𝗒. 𝖶𝗁𝗒 𝖽𝗂𝖽 𝗃𝗎𝗇𝗀𝗄𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝖽𝗈 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗁𝖾𝗋? 𝖽𝗈𝖾𝗌 𝖸𝗇 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗏𝖾 𝗂𝗍? 𝖶𝗁𝖺𝗍'𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝖺𝗎𝗅𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗂𝗇𝗇𝗈𝖼𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅? 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒇𝒖𝒓𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆. 🔞𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: -𝐒𝐄𝐗𝐔𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐔𝐋𝐓. -𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐂𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐄𝐗.