DUKE JEON OF SILVERMERE ✧ ─────── ✧ ─────── ✧ The mattress dips beneath his weight. Rieun lies beneath him, white lace spilling across dark sheets, her breath shallow, fragile as if even the air might betray her. He hovers above her, bare chest rising and falling, close enough to consume, yet distant enough to unsettle. One hand braces beside her head, caging her in. The other lingers at her waist, not gentle, not cruel-simply there. Claiming space. Claiming her. He lowers himself slowly, deliberately, until his lips ghost the curve of her neck. Her pulse flutters wildly beneath his mouth. But it is not desire that trembles through her. It is restraint. It reaches him a second too late-the sound. Soft. Broken. Almost swallowed whole. "Please..." Barely a whisper. "Don't... I can't-" His jaw tightens. His grip at her wrist firms-not harsh, not kind-just enough to still her, as if silencing not her voice, but the truth behind it. "Shhh..." he murmurs, low and unyielding. "Endure it." That is all the Duke of Silvermere offers his bride. No comfort. No patience. No mercy. ✧ ─────── ✧ ─────── ✧ Jeon Jungkook is a man feared for his temper and known for his control-a man who craves intensity, not tenderness. And then there is her. Rieun-his accidental duchess. A girl untouched not just in body, but bound by a fear she cannot escape. Where he desires, she trembles. Where he reaches, she trembles. He was never meant to be gentle. She was never meant to endure him. Yet bound by a marriage neither of them chose, they are forced into a world where silence replaces touch, and distance cuts deeper than any closeness. And somewhere between desire and dread, They begin to unravel. A marriage of convenience. A war of desire and fear. And a love that may ruin them both.

Muheon- KING JEON AU [Joseon Era] Angst. Lust. Power. And a crown that never felt heavier. She was the queen, they forced into his bed. He was the king who broke rules for war and for her. But in a palace full of eyes, love becomes a battlefield. And hearts? Just another weapon. ___________________________________ They were childhood sweethearts turned royalty - a love the people admired, but the palace conspired against. From the moment she crossed the threshold as the Queen of Joseon, her body became a vessel of expectation. Every week, she was forced into intimate rituals - a private ceremony that demanded nothing but the production of an heir. Noble men and women would stand guard outside their chamber, whispering ancient rules "Do not speak. Do not touch. Do not love - just conceive." But he, the King, only loved. He followed every royal command but refused one - to take another wife. "Only she," he said. "Or I deny to rule" Yet guilt tore her apart. Every moon that passed without a child made her feel like a shadow draped in silk. Muheon is a story of forbidden intimacy, bold rebellion, and a love that risks everything to rewrite the rules written in stone. In a palace built on heirs and duty, can love survive without legacy? ___________________________________ © Katlynchim Achievements : #1 on #btssmuts #3 on #sexualtheme #1 on #jeonjungkook #1 on #joseon