Snatched away from her life and forced to live in a different country and under the weight of the heir to the yakuza. selena is about to find out that her life could and will get worse. WARNING ⚠️ graphical context Do not read if you're sensitive

Genre: Dark Romance|Mafia|Identity Deception|Obsession "Don't scream my brother's name, when I'm the one who's f*cking you!" Kim Taehyung Fanfiction.

𝐀 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐌𝐀𝐅𝐈𝐀 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 ❝𝖧𝖤 𝖡𝖱𝖮𝖪𝖤 𝖧𝖤𝖱 𝖣𝖮𝖶𝖭, 𝖴𝖭𝖳𝖨𝖫 𝖮𝖭𝖫𝖸 𝖱𝖴𝖨𝖭 𝖱𝖤𝖬𝖠𝖨𝖭𝖤𝖣- 𝖠 𝖡𝖤𝖠𝖴𝖳𝖨𝖥𝖴𝖫 𝖱𝖴𝖨𝖭 𝖧𝖤 𝖢𝖮𝖴𝖫𝖣 𝖭𝖤𝖵𝖤𝖱 𝖫𝖤𝖳 𝖦𝖮.❞ - 𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘶𝘳𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘮 𝘰𝘧 𝘧𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘦, 𝘴𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘵, 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘮𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘦𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘥. 𝘏𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦. 𝘏𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳. 𝘏𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳-𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭. 𝘊𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵 ©𝐠𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐧_𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐟𝐟𝟗𝟕

"I don't care" he repeated.He walked closer as she stepped back stumbling before falling on the bed.He crushed her against him before bringing his mouth near hers whispering "Do you even know?" he asked staring straight at her soul which gives shivers. "Do you know how it's like around you? i can't...." he paused as he traced her lips with his thumbs. She gulped as his hot breathe fanned over her face."I can't breathe whenever you're around..." "You know what?" his breathe was warm against her cheek. "There are lot of stupid things to do,but i really want to do the stupidest thing possible even though i never done that before" "W-what's that?" i asked as i could feel her body going numb passing seconds. "I want to kiss you" he whispered and the next moment she found his lips crashing against hers.

𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚢. 𝚁𝚊𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎. 𝚃𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚘𝚋𝚎𝚢. For eleven years, she lived in a house where screams were silenced and love was a lie. Her owner never touched her... but he made her watch. Now she's eighteen - and he's ready to make her his. But before the monster can claim her, another man steps in. Cold. Powerful. And burning for revenge. He didn't buy her to save her. He bought her to destroy the man who broke her. She's quiet. He's broken. And neither of them are prepared for what obsession looks like when it starts to feel like love. •❅───✧❅✦❅✧───❅•

"Hate me, hurt me, betray me. The more pain you make me feel, the more tempting you become." Taehyung Dark Royal a.u. MATURE & explicit sexual content 18+ Cover by me: @CallMeByYourName97

He was power dressed in silence - Kim Taehyung, Italy's most feared mafia boss. Cold. Ruthless. Desired by many, yet touched by none. A man who ruled the Valentini empire with a stare that could kill - and a heart long turned to stone. Then he saw her. Y/N Vasilakis, the elegant Greek heiress with sunlight in her eyes and a ring on her finger. Engaged. Untouchable. Everything he shouldn't want - yet the only thing he couldn't forget. When Taehyung decides she will be his, no promise, no distance, and no man can stop him. One forced marriage. Two burning tempers. A collision of passion, power, and pain. She was supposed to fear him. He was never supposed to feel anything. But when darkness tastes light - obsession turns into something far more dangerous. @all right reserved @mature

Stuffing a hand in his pocket, he tilted his head. Biting the corner of his lip, he took a thorough overview of her body before looking back at her teary honey orbs. She felt chills, watching that obnoxious deadliness in his oceanic orbs. He started walking back, making her feel uneasy. She continued to stare at him while he kept walking backward but halted at the door. He gave her a sinister smirk, and she saw a turbulant havoc emerging in his gaze. Her senses alerted when he clutched the doorknob. Before she could say or do anything, he slammed the door shut with a thud, and her eyes widened when she heard click of door locking. "Taehyung.. What the hell is this!!" Y/n exclaimed, rushing towards the door, but her heart sank, finding it already locked. "Why did you lock the door?!" She aggressively twisted the doorknob, but her movements paused, whereas her whole body shuddered in sheer terror hearing his dark soul-shivering chuckle from outside. Her throat went dry, and her soul trembled, not knowing what madness he was about to unleash. "Open the door, Taehyung!!!" She banged her fist on the door, growing more terrified by the second. "Taehyung, please!!" She shouted, banging louder. Her heart started thudding against her chest when she heard him hissing from outside. Mockery and evilness were lacing in his tone, which made her more afraid and desperate Taehyung leaned against the doorframe and crossed his arms against his chest, his left heel against the door as he smirked viciously. "Calm down.. Little doll..." His cavernous, serene voice made her feel cold chills running through her veins. "Just take rest until I come back to you.. because trust me... " He paused and tilted his head, looking over his shoulder. "Tonight, I'll come back to ruin you in ways you'll beg to be undone... but only after I erase Jeon Jungkook from this world - slowly, painfully, and so mercilessly, even hell will flinch." Highest Ranking #1 - Passion genre

"She wasn't loved . She was claimed." He didn't ask for love - he demanded submission. To the world, he was power incarnate. To her, he was the man who took everything... and still wanted more. To him, She wasn't his lover. She wasn't his wife. She was his possession. Trapped in a gilded nightmare, Bound by a name she didn't choose, She learns the cruel truth - In a world ruled by power, love is the weakest defense. In His Grip Obsession. Control. No escape. ⚠️Story contains dark content such as (manipulation, dominance, sadist behavior, control, explicit scenes ) , which might not be suitable for sensitive readers.

"Taehyung, leave my hand," Arial protested, her voice trembling as his grip tightened around her wrist. "Shut up." His reply was sharp like glass shattering against steel. He didn't even glance at her as he marched them down the grand hallway of the Kim mansion, the echo of their footsteps hollow . Once inside their room, the door slammed shut behind them with a force that made the walls seem to flinch. Without warning, Taehyung yanked her wrist forward and gripped it tighter, forcing her to stand right in front of him. "You're hurting me..." Arial whispered, her voice a mix of fear and suppressed fury. "What the fuck was that?" he demanded, his tone low, but pulsing with restrained rage. "What?" she asked, startled by his tone,by how close his face was. MMC ~ taehyung kim FMC ~ arial willow