Married to one of the most powerful mafia kings, Y/N lives a life bound by loyalty, rules, and a love that was never truly hers to choose. But everything changes the moment Jeon Jungkook sees her. Cold. Ruthless. Untouchable. Jungkook is a man who takes what he wants-and what he wants... is her. She belongs to his enemy. She wears another man's ring. She is completely off limits. And yet, he can't stay away. What begins as a dangerous fascination turns into a dark obsession, pulling Y/N into a world where desire defies loyalty, and love becomes a battlefield between two kings. Because in the mafia... you don't just steal power. You steal people. And Jungkook is ready to risk everything-war, blood, and his own empire-just to make her his. Even if she was never meant to be his in the first place.

In a world ruled by power, loyalty, and blood, peace is never free. When a brutal war between two mafia empires ends in defeat, Y/N's fate is sealed with a single, cold decision-marry the enemy. Sheltered her entire life, untouched by the darkness of her own family's legacy, she is suddenly thrust into a world she barely understands... as the bride of the most dangerous man she's ever met. Jungkook is not a man who believes in love. Strategic, ruthless, and always in control, he sees their marriage for what it is: a transaction. A way to secure power. Stability. Victory. But pretending to be in love is far more dangerous than war. As enemies watch their every move and betrayal lurks within the shadows, Y/N begins to see the truth behind Jungkook's cold exterior... and Jungkook starts protecting the one person he was never supposed to care about. What begins as a fake alliance slowly turns into something neither of them can control. And in a world where love is a weakness... Falling might cost them everything.

ME AND NO ONE - A Contract of Control Jeon Jungkook is not a man you cross paths with. He is a storm in human form- one that leaves nothing standing once it chooses a target. As the ruthless CEO of Jeon Enterprises, he exists above law, morality, and mercy. Untouchable. Feared. Worshipped in whispers. His hands are scarred like battlegrounds, his skin etched with ink and violence...most notably a serpent coiled around a sword, a crown marking the nape of his neck. Every mark is a warning. Every scar tells a story no one survives long enough to repeat. They say he's insane. They say he's bipolar. They say even madness trembles in his shadow. Because Jungkook doesn't kill his enemies quickly. He lets them beg. Y/N enters his world the wrong way... with confidence she doesn't know is dangerous, with a sharp tongue that should have gotten her fired, with eyes that meet his when they should have looked away. An interview. A job. A fatal mistake. She is ordinary. Sassy. Unimportant. And that is exactly why he notices her. What begins as employment turns into surveillance. What feels like protection becomes possession. What resembles safety rots into obsession. Jungkook does not fall in love. He claims. A contract binds them...written not in ink, but in control, fear, and dependency. He becomes her captor and her shield, the monster she fears and the only man who can keep her alive. The world outside grows hostile, not because it wants her... but because he will destroy anyone who tries to take her away. She should run. She should hate him. But when danger comes, he stands in front of her-bloodied, smiling, unhinged. "If the world comes for you," he whispers, "I'll burn it first." There is no escape. There is no mercy. And once Jungkook decides you belong to him- there is no before. there is no after. There is only him. By hook or by crook... she becomes his. Forever.

"Um, sir, about earlier, I want to apologize," she stammered, her voice hesitant and nervous. "I didn't mean to call you heartless or a demon." "Seems like you still have the mind of a child. Despite being a grown woman, you haven't matured." His attention remained fixed on the road ahead. "Asshole." "I heard that!" Jungkook exclaimed in a loud, dominating voice. "Good, because I wanted you to," Y/N stubbornly declared, unyielding in her response. Suddenly, Jungkook abruptly stopped the car, bringing it to a halt. "Why did you stop?" she stammered, her voice filled with uncertainty as she looked at her cold and bewildering boss. Jungkook unbuckled his seatbelt, leaning closer to the girl, pinning her to her seat with a piercing glare. His eyes were intense and commanding, exuding a dark power. "Watch your mouth, Y/N, or else I know how to make you stop," he uttered, his gaze shifting between her bewildered stare and her trembling lips. Started: 14 March, 2022 Ended: 25 August, 2022 18+. Contains mature themes such as sexual content and very sensitive topics that may trigger some people. Please do not read if that makes you feel uncomfortable. This is a fan-fiction, purpose that all incidents and occasions in this are all imaginary and all are of my imagination. Any resemblance to substantial life events and species, living or dead, are all purely coincidence.

⚠️smuts alert but you can skip them (with plots) They told me monsters lived in the dark-I never knew I'd marry one, A man who kissed me like a prayer and broke me like a curse. Forced into a marriage she never wanted, Y/n swore she'd never bow to the mafia world. But he thrives on breaking rules-especially hers. Every punishment tightens the chains, every touch blurs the line between hate and hunger. In the end, only one question remains-who survives the contract of sin? Warning : This story contains themes of violence, abuse, strong language, sexuality and other mature themes. ❌️DO NOT COPY MY WORK

For years, Y/N worked diligently as the loyal secretary of Jeon Jungkook, the enigmatic CEO feared and admired by all. To her, he was just her boss - cold, distant, and impossibly perfect. But to him, she was everything. Behind his stern gaze lay a darkness only she could awaken. His obsession ran deeper than love, rooted in a silent madness he masked with his flawless facade. When late nights at the office become frequent and his eyes begin to linger too long, Y/N realises she's no longer just his employee. She is his possession, his salvation, and his greatest weakness. As secrets unfold and danger shadows their every step, Y/N is forced to choose between freedom and a love that consumes her very soul. Because Jungkook has decided. She will be his. No matter what it takes.

Five years ago, he shattered her world. Now... he's her new boss. Y/N promised herself she'd never look back. But fate clearly has other plans. The office air turns thick with tension, stolen glances, and memories that refuse to stay buried. Should she run before old wounds bleed again... or stay and face the man who broke her? Day by day, the walls between them crack. Secrets resurface. Emotions ignite. And amidst the push and pull, something dangerous begins to spark-because sometimes, the more you hate, the harder you fall. If you have any feedback about the book or specific chapters, please feel free to share it with me. Your input is valuable, and I'm always open to revising and improving. Additionally, your votes and comments mean a lot-they help me understand what resonates with you. If you're reading along, I'd greatly appreciate your engagement. Thank you for your support!

"I'm not comfortable sharing the same bed with you," the mafia princess said, her voice tinged with anger. "Why? What's wrong with that?" the mafia leader whispered, his breath hot against her cheek. He moved in closer, his hands resting on her waist. "You know very well what's wrong with it. I despise you, Jungkook. I always have and I always will." she shouted glaring at him. "We're a married couple, it's normal. And you know what else is normal in marriages?" he added, his lips dangerously close to hers. She tried to push him away, but he grabbed her wrists and pulled her closer to him as he attached his fluffy lips to her plump red ones. -- Y/N is forced into a situation she never wanted, and she finds herself struggling to come to terms with the fact that the man she hates is now going to be her husband. Started: July 25, 2023 Ended: August 17, 2024 18+. Contains mature themes such as sexual content and very sensitive topics that may trigger some people. Please do not read if that makes you feel uncomfortable. This is a fan-fiction, purpose that all incidents and occasions in this are all imaginary and all are of my imagination. Any resemblance to substantial life events and species, living or dead, are all purely coincidence.

The first time Lila Morgan saw Asher Knight, she forgot how to breathe. The second time, she fell a little harder. By the third time... she was ready to do something extremely stupid. Like stalking the office directory to find out his name. Or walking into the COO's office pretending she needed his "approval" just to get his number. Or texting him relentlessly even though he barely reacted. Because Asher Knight? Cold. Sharp. Unreadable. A man carved from steel and wrapped in a tailored suit. He shouldn't notice her. He shouldn't care. But sometimes... when he thinks she isn't looking... She sees something dangerous flicker in his eyes. Something hungry. Something he's trying - and failing - to hide. And when Lila finally snaps and asks him, "Do you like me or not?" Asher's mask cracks. "I've been trying not to," he whispers. "Because once I start with you... I won't stop." Now the cold COO isn't cold at all. He's jealous. Possessive. Obsessed. And Lila? She has no idea how to handle the man who once ignored her... and now looks at her like she's the only thing he's ever wanted. Office romance. Slow burn. High tension. Jealousy. Hidden obsession. And a man who unravels only for her.

"Treat my wound" he said, laying down on the cold floor of the maid's room in his mansion. "B...but it's too deep. I can't... you need to go to the hospital, sir" the maid replied, her lips trembling, tears pooling in her eyes. "Do it" he said calmly, no trace of pain on his face as he turned his back toward her, his skin carved with wounds. With shaking hands, she stepped closer, the first-aid kit clutched tightly. Tears slid down her cheeks as she began treating him. He lay there on the floor, careless of dignity, of blood, of the world, his eyes fixed on her. And in them lived something forbidden... something powerful enough to destroy everything. He asked her to treat his wounds. But what he truly wanted... was for her to heal him. And she...she was forbidden to even think of him. Forget healing him. What will happen when a sinister mafia becomes obsessed with his maid? Will a soft, pure-hearted girl fall in love with the man the world fears to even look at? Read the story to find out what destiny has planned for them.