"𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙙!" he screams in my face, raking his fingers along his thick, lush blond hair. I look away so he won't see the tears. My cheeks are wet, and my heart is pounding loud enough to hear from across the room. "𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙫𝙚𝙞𝙣𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙛𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙡. 𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙞𝙥𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙛𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙡𝙞𝙥𝙨 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙖 𝙥𝙧𝙖𝙮𝙚𝙧 𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙛𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚, 𝙧𝙤𝙨𝙨𝙞 𝙮/𝙣 𝘼𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙗𝙚. " Jeon Jungkook Age: 29 CEO of a global conglomerate Underground Syndicate Leader Possessive, calculating, dangerously calm Raised by violence, mentored by shadows. Jungkook carved his way to the top by mastering control of power, of people, of emotions. But the moment he sees her, everything unravels quietly. He doesn't just want her. He wants to own her mind, body, and soul. And Jungkook always takes what's his. Rossi y/n Age: 19 Literature student | Kind soul | Emotional vault Gentle, intuitive, trapped in silence She lived a quiet life Until him Until the man whose darkness made her feel more alive than light ever did. Torn between fear and desire, her heart no longer belongs to her. And with every touch, every whispered lie, she slips further away from who she used to be. Sometimes she wonders if she ever truly existed at all. She was all lace and lullabie and he was furry carved in flesh. But when she touched him, even his demons held their breath. He wanted to ruin her softness. Instead, he ended up worshipping it. ⚠️ This story contains dark romance, mature themes, emotional trauma

✔️ COMPLETED VIEWER DISCRETION IS STRONGLY ADVISED. His name alone could end wars. JEON JUNGKOOK. A name that echoed in blood-soaked alleys and gold-laced corridors alike. The mere whisper of "Jeon" sent shivers down the spine of politicians, tycoons, and criminals alike. His enemies prayed not to see him; his allies prayed he wouldn't forget them. He isn't just the most powerful mafia in the country - he is power. He didn't order killings - he performed them. He didn't forgive - he forgot you ever existed. And when he snapped, cities burned. No court dared touch him. No woman could own him. No law could bind him. BECAUSE HE IS THE LAW. She was soft - too soft for his hands. Too gentle for his gaze. Too kind for his world. But he wanted her. No... he needed her. Y/N was everything Jeon Jungkook had never known he was missing. A college girl with eyes like prayer and a heart that forgave before it judged. She waved at children, fed stray cats, smiled at elders, and bowed at strangers. Her world was painted in light. He was dipped in blood. He saw her once, and never again was the same. Jungkook kept her. Like a secret. Like a possession. Like his last breath. She gave him peace, a strange stillness he didn't understand but refused to lose. She didn't argue. She listened. She stayed. She asked him one night in a quiet whisper, "Do you love me, Jungkook?" He smiled, eyes dark, brushing her cheek with fingers that had pulled triggers. "I'll stab you in your heart and kiss you while you're bleeding from your mouth, my precious. If this makes you feel that I love you... Then I love you so much." CLICK ON START READING FOR MORE...BECAUSE I KNOW YOU'VE BEEN ACHING FOR IT!

Y/n's POV:- His eyes darken, a dangerous glint appearing in them. "Your father's debt....that was just an excuse. An opportunity." He leans forward, his voice dropping lower as my breath quickens. "You wanna know the real reason I'm doing this?" "Because you're the first person in a long time who didn't cower in my presence. You looked at me like I was still just a thug, not the most feared man in Seoul." He pauses, his expression hardening as I looked in his eyes. "And you know what really pissed me off?" He grasps my shoulder suddenly, making me flinch. His touch firm but not painful. "You stood your ground. You looked me in the eyes and told me off. That mouth of yours....it drove me crazy." His eyes trail to my lips. Time skips:- "I hate you!! I hate you so much!!!" I yelled on his face. Jungkook's expression hardens at my words, but somethings underneath shows a deeper emotion as he spoke. "I've heard that before." He drops his handkerchief and backs away a step. "But you know what's funny? They're all dead now." His words send a wave of terror in my body. ___________________________________________ (If you want to know more....go and check out the story!)

Y/n sat trembling in the corner, her fear palpable in the dimly lit room. Jungkook loomed over her, his eyes betraying a dangerous mix of possessiveness and anger, yet his voice remained surprisingly calm. "Why do you always make me do this, Y/N?" Jungkook's tone was low, his frustration thinly veiled. "Why can't you just obey me like a good wife?" His words hung heavy in the air, but Y/N dared not respond, knowing it would only worsen the situation. Jungkook knelt down, his movements deliberate as he reached out to cup Y/N's cheeks gently, yet his grip held a possessive intensity. "Don't you understand, Y/N?" Jungkook's voice softened, a deceptive tenderness masking the underlying threat. "I do this because I love you. I can't bear the thought of anyone else even looking at you. You're mine, Y/n. My wife" Y/N felt a sickening wave of realization wash over her, the suffocating reality of her situation becoming all too clear. She remained silent, unable to find her voice amidst the fear and uncertainty. Jungkook's grip tightened slightly, his nails digging into her skin as he continued with a chilling calmness. Start :- 23 Feb 2024

⚠ EXPLICIT CONTENT ⚠ ❝ Cry more harder! Lemme see those pretty tears. ❞ his vicious tongue licked her tears, still maintaining the eye contact. ❝ You dare to escape me! You thought you could? Did you? ❞ He yelled louder, his voice dripping with malice and hatred for her. --𝘿𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙘𝙚𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙛𝙡𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙜𝙧𝙚𝙩 𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙜𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙩𝙪𝙙𝙚. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK 🚫 THIS STORY IS NOT FOR THE WEAK HEARTED. THIS CONSISTS ABUSE, FORCED INTIMACY, MENTIONS OF SELF HARM. #4 Abusivehusband 27/02/2025 #1 kookie out of 1.99k stories 1/03/2025 #4 jeon out of 2.02k stories 1/03/2025 #2 abusive out of 9.06k stories 15/3/25 @Lilac_bangtanfics

He pulled me by my arm, dragging me to one of the empty classrooms as he pinned me to the wall, staring deep into my eyes. JK: What the heck are you doing with that jerk? He asked with gritted teeth. Y/N: It's not what you think. I said, staring deep into his beautiful eyes. JK: Why is his face so close to you? He added. I can sense the anger in his tone. gripping my other arm hard. Y/N: He was just joking. There is no need to be serious about it. I scoff. JK: You are already aware that I have feelings for you, right? So please don't do this to me. It's making me jealous. He said as he rested his head in my chest, closing his eyes as I heard him let out a deep breath.

❝Stop judging me so hard, Mr. Jeon. People have 𝘴𝘦𝘹. Get over it!❞ "I'm not judging you; I'm judging him," his dark voice went traveling down your sweet panties. "He came in two minutes." "So?" Hot embarrassment. That's what is on your face. "I can fuck way better than that." He casually cleaned his firearm before putting it back in the holster. His formal shirt stretched over his muscular pecs, the on-guard position, and his always attentive eyes. Your bodyguard's sex appeal ran miles, and you had never not noticed. He made you feel hot. One wrong move from anyone towards you, and he looked like he would break and skewer limbs. You felt so...𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙩𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙙. So cared for. So his. "No one cares about how you fuck," you shoot back. He drops his eyes, a swishing glance at your body. Emotions hardly betrayed his face. He assessed me like he could see my body and feel me. Break down the actions of my young body and read them like an open book. "Your nipples tell a different story, babydoll."

𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐝𝐫𝐮𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐦 Kang Y/n, a world famous model whose face is always on the media. A huge influencer, Her life is always in front of cameras. A beauty whom everyone wishes to have, but she never knew that... she is on someone's screen 24/7 Jeon Jungkook, A CEO of a leading modeling company. He is known as a great fashion designer and is a fashionista himself. His one look can make all the girls swirl around him. But his mind is occupied by one girl... In front of cameras it's all sugar and nice, but behind the curtains reveals a dark side...

"Hope you remember my name now...Miss Y/n" What happens when a particularly normal conversation turns into something....deadly? An unexpected chaos is what! 18+ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Read the prologue for a better understanding. ⚠️ Warning: There will be mature, triggering content and description. Read at your own discretion. ⚠️DO NOT AND I MEAN DO NOT STEAL OR PLAGIARISE MY WORK. THESE ARE MY WORDS, MY STORY⚠️ ©blindpotato6_ #6 btsjeonjungkook (6/1/23) #249 forbidden #4 btssmut (24/1/23) #2 btsjeonjungkook (3/2/23) #12 darkromance (12/2/23) #7 stalker (20/2/23) #4 stalker (23/2/23) #3 olderwoman (21/3/23) #4 btsjungkook (4/4/23) #2 btssmut (16/4/23) #2 forbidden (30/4/23)

Are you willing to give your life for him? Started: 180722 Note: Mature content Cover by @Tajihona