❝𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦❞ ꨄ Jaemin and Haechan have always been close friends, but their bond takes a new turn when Jaemin asks to taste the flavored smoke Haechan vapes. What starts as a curious kiss quickly becomes an all-consuming addiction, blending their friendship with the intoxicating effects of their newfound romance. [ʟᴇᴇ ʜᴀᴇᴄʜᴀɴ x ɴᴀ ᴊᴀᴇᴍɪɴ] ↳ 𝗦𝗵𝗼𝗿𝘁 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆 ✎ᝰ. 𝟎𝟖𝟎𝟓𝟐𝟒 - 𝟎𝟖𝟎𝟔𝟐𝟒 ©𝗛𝘆𝘂𝗰𝗸𝗶𝗲𝗹𝘂𝘃𝘀__┊𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟰

Jerk. He is a JERK. But Sara needs his services. If not for her stupid bestfriend who stupidly opened her big mouth during their conference meeting, she won't be in this stupid situation. She has to find a boyfriend whom she can introduce to her officemates and to her drinking buddy-slash-long time crush Adrian Lee on the Annual Company Acquaintance Party. Unfortunately, the one sent by Rent-A-Boyfriend is an insufferable human being named Gio who finds new and improved ways in annoying the living crap out of her. Here's a bigger problem though - she has rented a mobster boss as her boyfriend, G the Reaper. ___________________________________ Original Character Story inspired by DG ___________________________________ MOBSTER FOR RENT by: huntress DISCLAIMER: This is a fictional story, do not take it seriously. All characters in this story have no existence and have no relation whatsoever to anyone bearing the same name or names and all incidents are pure invention. DO NOT REPOST THIS STORY. Copyright © 2012 huntress2021

[Edited] "You had to be extremely low on cash to wank into a cup for it," Dani sneered, feeling like a vindictive bully in a playground. But Carlo deserved it. She felt the first sharp stab of fear that went through her heart when Carlo looked at her with thunder in his eyes. "What are you going to do now? Kill me?" she continued. Fingering the 9mm in her back pocket, she remembered that she'd never even shot the damn thing, despite her brothers' pleas to teach her. Carlo's shadow blanketed her. "Kill you?" His brow furrowed. "Do you really think that lowly of me, cara? I'm wounded." "Then what the hell do you want?" His face flashed with a look she barely recognised - pure arousal. Even when he reached out and pulled her to him, she could feel it. "I realised that the mother of my child is more of a spitfire than I thought." His lips brushed her earlobe. "Call me a pyromaniac." *cover by @bullethood*