❝Tsk, tsk, tsk... you were not supposed to see that.❞ The voice was like silk over a blade, vibrating through the cold air of the private lounge. You didn't turn back. You couldn't. Your heart was a frantic, trapped bird against your ribs, and the digital glow of the tape. ❝Curious little kitten,❞ another voice murmured, closer this time. Dark. Playful. Deadly. You slowly turned, your breath hitching as you faced the four men leaning against the heavy oak door. The university's elite. The untouchable heirs. Jungkook, Taehyung, Mingyu, and Eun-woo. Jungkook tilted his head, his dark, intense eyes tracing the terror on your face. A slow, terrifyingly beautiful smile spread across his lips. ❝Hi, there, Freshman,❞ he whispered, the words a death sentence wrapped in a caress. ❝Let's kill you.❞ The air was knocked out of your lungs. -- A girl made of vintage lace, old books, and quiet dreams. A girl who lived in a retro bubble, far away from the grit of the real world. But innocence is a fragile thing. When university sweethearts and childhood legends Jeon Jungkook, Kim Taehyung, Kim Mingyu, and Cha Eun-woo left behind a piece of their darkness, they never expected a quiet introvert to find it. Now, she's seen the tape. She knows the monsters hiding behind the ethereal faces. She's seen the violence they are capable of. Four lifelong friends. Four business empires. One witness. The rules are simple: To protect the legacy, she has to die. But to satisfy the obsession, she has to stay. As the brotherhood fractures and a war of possessiveness begins, she realizes the only thing more dangerous than their hatred... is their love. One wants her silenced. Three want her caged. All of them want her broken. ❝Welcome to the deep end. Try not to drown.❞ -- A yandere story. Cover made by polarxfic

"I don't date, i do sex my virgin wifey.." . . . He ruled with blood and diamonds, a cruel mafia with no heart. She was fearless, untouchable-until she became his forbidden obsession. Between a brother's innocent crush and a devil's sinful desire, Elena Willson must face the price of a velvet sin." when blood mixes with love, someone has to burn.

⋆｡°✩ 𝑽𝑰𝑹𝑬𝑳𝑰𝑻𝑯 ✩°｡⋆ - 𝑽𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒐 𝑹𝒖𝒊𝒏 - ⋆⟡⋆ "Stop..." her voice trembled, breaking under the weight of everything she was feeling. "We can't do this... this is wrong... you're my-" "I don't care what I am to you," he cut her off, his voice low, controlled, but dangerous in a way that made her chest tighten. "Say it again and I'll still do the same thing." Her eyes filled with tears instantly, shaking her head as she stepped back. "This is a sin... what you're doing... it's a sin..." A dark smile touched his lips-not soft, not kind. "Then be sinful," he whispered. She stared at him in disbelief, hurt flashing across her face. "How can you say that so easily... how can you not feel anything..." "Because I don't pretend like you do," he replied, his gaze locking onto hers with something sharp, something consuming. "You feel it too. You just don't have the courage to accept it." "I don't," she said immediately, her voice cracking. "I hate this... I hate you..." "Liar." The word came out calm. Certain. "You hate what this makes you feel," he continued, stepping closer, slow, deliberate. "But don't confuse that with hating me." Her breath hitched as he closed the distance. "You should be ashamed..." she whispered, tears slipping down. "You're destroying everything..." "No," he murmured, his voice dropping even lower. "I'm taking what was never meant to be his either." Her lips parted, but no words came out this time. "Go ahead," he added softly, almost mockingly. "Call it wrong. Call it a mistake. Call it whatever helps you sleep." A pause. Then- "But don't pretend you don't feel it." Her silence said everything. And that's what made him smile. "Some sins don't feel wrong... until it's too late."

❝ 𝑯𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒔𝒊𝒏, 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒔𝒂𝒍𝒗𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏.❞ ༺ 𓆩🖤𓆪 ༻ He rules a world of violence, power, blood, and sin. She exists in it as a pawn, being manipulated, broken, hunted. In a bloodbath of vengeance and power, when their paths collide, control ignites craving, protection twists into obsession... And fate becomes the deadliest lie of all. 'Cause sometimes love doesn't save you. It builds gilded cages around you. 18+ | contains mature & triggering content ©-viera_07

Jungkook:I don't love you Yn. Yn:You do Jungkook. Jungkook:Yn,this is not right. Yn:Then say it is not right.But why are saying that you don't love me ????? After 8 years Jungkook:I love you Yn. Yn chuckle at Jungkook. Yn:There was loneliness even in the crowds. I was remembering you every moment.Being close there was still a distance.What were those compulsions.Even that time was strange.When you were close to me. Jungkook:I'm sorry Yn.But I really really love you.And I know you also love me. Yn:I don't love you anymore. Jungkook:You do Yn.I know you.You still love me. Yn:I'm getting married Jungkook. Jungkook:You can't Yn.You can't.

​Yn is the top model and highest paid of all, currently engaged to the Kim Taehyung. It's the perfect love story-until she meets his twin brother, Jungkook. ​Jungkook is a man haunted by blood-red visions and an irrational, violent hatred for Yn. He is convinced she is a predator out to ruin Taehyung, but his obsession hides a darker truth.His soul remembers the fire. As the wedding approaches, the amnesia of reincarnation begins to fail. Yn starts hearing screams in the hallway, and Jungkook realizes that the girl he is trying to "expose" is the same one he murdered once. ​In a house full of shadows, the line between love and a death trap blurs. Can Yn survive the man who killed her before, or is history destined to finish what it started in the flames?

She was the kind of woman love was written for - gentle, faithful, and innocent. She loved quietly, believing marriage was sacred and loyalty could hold everything together. Her devotion lived in patience, in trust, in the way she gave her whole heart without fear. And him... he was cold, arrogant, and cruel beneath the surface. A man who believed he could have whatever he wanted. To the world, he was ruthless and untouchable, but with her, he wore a perfect mask - the devoted husband, the soft kisses, the careful words that made her believe she was his only truth. She believed him. But behind that mask, he was living a second life. He thought loyalty was guaranteed, that she would never leave. And then the past returned - not just another woman, but a chapter he never closed. Secret meetings turned into stolen nights, nights spent in another woman's arms while his wife waited at home, unaware that betrayal sat beside her every day. He came home carrying lies like perfume, never thinking of consequences. Arrogance convinced him he was untouchable, that forgiveness would always be waiting. But no betrayal stays hidden forever. Somewhere ahead, the mask will slip. The truth will shatter her innocence, and his world of control will begin to collapse. Because betrayal doesn't just break the one who is cheated on... It becomes the punishment of the one who thought he'd never be caught. And when that moment comes, the question will remain: Will she forgive the man who destroyed her loyalty? Or will she rise from the ruins, leaving him to drown in regret? This is not just a story of love. It is the beginning of a storm - of innocence meeting cruelty, of forgiveness standing at the edge of revenge. Until he is caught. Until she must decide... Will she remain the wife who loved quietly... Or become the woman he will regret forever?

What happens when the quiet girl everyone ignored suddenly snaps? You weren't looking for attention. You didn't want revenge for yourself. But when his girlfriend humiliated your best friend one too many times, you shattered her car right in front of him without hesitation, like a storm breaking silence. Everyone expected consequences. What no one expected... was him. Jeon Jungkookyour cold, untouchable senior. He never loved his girlfriend. She was just a name in a deal. But you, with your fire and quiet fury? You became the spark that lit something dark inside him. Now, he's watching you. Wanting you. And the more you try to stay away, the deeper he falls into obsession. Because in a world where everything was cold and calculated you were the only thing that ever made him feel alive.

• 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲.~ People think lies are loud, messy things that collapse under their own weight. They're wrong. The most effective distortions are gentle. A word placed too carefully. A pause held too long. A silence allowed to bloom where answers should have been. "I never shattered anything" "I rearranged."