"You are no one to me. You are nothing to me." I said looking straight to his eyes holding back my tears. "Oh really!! Looks like I have to remind you what exactly I am to you" his grip tightend on my wrist as he pinned me against the wall and captured my lips. Abeer Singh Rathore The most feared mafia in the world. The CEO of Rathore Industries. Rude, cruel , dominating and possessive. He never think twice before killing someone. For him, there is only two things are important first, his work and second his Jaan. Janhvi Oberoi A sweet, sensitive, kind, beautiful pediatric doctor who forced to marry a man whom she never met and exact opposite to her. What will happen when she gets to know that the man whom she married is obsessed with her and ready to kill anyone for her. what will happen when a cruel mafia get obsessed for the kindest doctor?? While he is master of killing and making people suffer, on the other hand she can die to save other people. #slowburn #loveaftermarriage #forcedmarriage #desiromance​

Adhiraaj Vashisth or famously known as Rakshas (demon) in both business and Mafia world. He holds an unspoken reign over the Mafia in India and is known for his dangerous womanizing tendencies and possessiveness over his belongings. He mercilessly eliminates anyone or anything that obstructs his path or threatens his possessions, staying true to his fearsome nickname. Ankita Desai, a seventeen-year-old orphan, resides with her aunt who serves as the head maid in the Vashisth estate. The rakshas considers her a forbidden temptation, being innocent and naive. What could ensue if the rakshas were to fixate his gaze upon her, refusing to let her slip away? What if he were to seek to possess her in every conceivable manner, for nothing is quite as enticing as a forbidden fruit? Will Ankita manage to withstand the impassioned and disturbed obsession of the rakshas, or will she somehow escape his clutches and flee? First story in Wattpad with lot of grammatical errors. Trigger warnings in some chapters . Please vote , like and comment.

"Ahhh, please leave me!" I screamed as Aditya dragged me by my hair and pushed me down hard into the living room. He knelt in front of me and yanked my hair forcefully. "How dare you cheat on me?" he roared, slapping me back and forth. Hearing the commotion, his mom and sister-in-law ran out, shocked. "Aditya..." "Stay out of this, Maa," he growled at them. Even I flinched at his voice. "I thought you were different," he continued "But no... I was wrong to believe you" he spat. "I d-didn't do a-anything... h-he's just a f-friend and I swear we were just s-studying. P-please t-trust me" I cried helplessly. "Friend?" He chuckled. "Friend, lover, husband: everything to you is me. Me. Only me," he screamed like a madman terrifying me even more. "You need punishment" he whispered "After this, you'll even hesitate to breathe the same air with another man" he said like a psycho. Before anyone could react, he dragged me to the kitchen and slammed my hand onto the hot pan. A scream ripped out of me. My vision blurred; the last thing I felt was his arms catching me as everything went black. ------------------------ Ananya, a 20 year old college student, gets married to Aditya, a 33 year old psychiatrist, under unexpected circumstances. To the outside world, Aditya is calm, gentle and the perfect husband who takes good care of her. But behind closed doors, he is dangerously obsessive, controlling and dominant and Ananya becomes the only thing he wants to own. ⚠️ Warning: This story contains dark romance, obsession, control and toxic behaviour.

Jungkook - a cold, emotionless Crime lord- lives by precision and control, untouched by feeling. But when he crosses paths with Taehyung, a beautiful and fragile omega drowning in debt and loneliness, something inside him begins to fracture. What starts as curiosity becomes obsession, and what feels like protection teeters on the edge of danger. In the quiet war between hunger and tenderness, Jungkook learns the one thing he was never built to understand - how to feel. Disclaimer: I don't own any of the pictures and fan art used in this fiction. Credits to the rightful owners.

Where blind orphan Taehyung, accidentally crossed his path with the serial killer, Jungkook. How would things go between them? Will it be Taehyung's biggest regret or luck? Or will we somehow realize the importance of human lives?

Y/n, a sweet and innocent girl trying to live in the cruel world. What happens when she suddenly has to live with a ruthless mafia who doesn't care about anyone? ____________________________________ "I don't want people to think my wife is a cowardly women who can not even look people in the eye." He spat harshly as she slowly looked up meeting his eyes making him burn in rage even more. "I, y/n, expect you to behave like a good girl whether you're infront of me or anyone! Do you understand me?" she nodding firmly looking at him, but deep down she was sure that his hands would leave scars on her arm. "I understand." She spoke in a soft voice. • • • • • "Why can't you let me in, y/n?" he said seeing the girl he loves crying her heart out, "I promise I just want to save you, love." He sobbed along with her. ____________________________________ How will happiness and love find its way in when there are no hopes? Will cruelty be changed into affection? . . . . . . ____________________________________ . . . . . . Highest Tag rankings👇 #1 in btsff #1 in Namjoon #8 in taeff #1 in fanclub #6 in stories #1 in jungkookff #5 in random #1 in Fandom #1 in Bangtanff #1 in Jkxreader #2 in Jhope #4 in madlove #1 in btsjungkook #7 in fanfiction #1 in jungkook #2 in Bangtan #1 in Btsfanfic #1 in btsarmy |•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•| Started :- December 28, 2021 Completed :- June 9, 2022

Two kings. One girl. And an obsession that could burn the world. Y/n never asked to be caught between Jungkook-the mafia king whose every stare feels like a chain-and Taehyung, the rival whose jealousy turns darker with each passing day. She thought it was just protection, just business... until obsession became love, and love became war. How do you survive when two devils want to claim you as theirs? ••• Y/n: You said you'd protect me... not cage me. Jungkook: Protection is a cage when the world wants to break what's mine. Y/n: I'm not yours, Jungkook. Jungkook: (laughs) Say that again. Go on-say it and watch what happens to this city. Y/n: You can't keep threatening everyone just because- Jungkook: -because I love you? No, sweetheart. Because you're the only thing keeping me alive. When you walk away, I forget how to breathe. When someone else says your name, my blood starts burning. And when Taehyung looks at you- (his voice darkens) -I want to erase his existence from the face of the earth. Y/n: That's not love. That's madness. Jungkook: Then let me be mad. Let me be the monster they already think I am. You turned me into this-don't look at me like you're innocent. Y/n: You're scaring me. Jungkook: Good. Fear keeps you close. It keeps you mine...You think I want this? You think I enjoy waking up in a world that could take you from me any second? I built an empire, Y/n. I buried men alive. But I can't bury this need-this sickness that starts and ends with you. Y/n: And what happens when Taehyung comes for me? Jungkook: (smirks, dangerous and broken) Then I'll burn his kingdom to the ground. And if you still choose him over me- I'll burn the world too. Jungkook: You'll understand one day, angel. Obsession isn't a choice. It's a curse I'd die with before I ever let you go. "Welcome to Unhealthy Obsession - where love isn't pure, it's possession."

⤿𝑩𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝟏 𝒐𝒇 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑽𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒅 𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 🐚 ✯ 𝐻𝑒𝑟 𝐺𝑢𝑖𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑆𝑡𝑎𝑟 ⭐ [𝘊𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘥] ✅ ❝ My gaze flicked up to his, and that was all it took. Jungkook's mouth was on mine, fierce and demanding, leaving no space for second thoughts. The kiss was hard, urgent - nothing soft or hesitant about it. My back hit the door with a muted thud as he crowded me against it, his hands framing my face, his fingers threading into my hair. Every coherent thought shattered, scattering like glass. A hot, electric pulse surged through me, melting away every boundary I had clung to. I felt desire coil deep within, dark and consuming, snapping the last threads of my restraint. Even then, I tried to pull away, my breath catching. "No," he murmured, his voice low, raw with need as he brought my mouth back to his. His lips were relentless, drawing me back under, just like before. I surrendered, my hands slipping beneath his jacket, feeling the warmth of his body, pulling him closer, needing him closer. ⚠️ 𝗖𝗢𝗡𝗧𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝗔𝗗𝗩𝗜𝗦𝗢𝗥𝗬 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘴, 𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘭𝘶𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘵 𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘤 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘦𝘹𝘶𝘢𝘭 𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘨𝘦, 𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴. 𝘈𝘭𝘭 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘥𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘴.𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘶𝘥𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴.