"Some chains don't bind you... they become you." Park Jimin is beauty and brilliance wrapped in soft skin and sharper secrets. He doesn't belong in darkness-yet that's exactly where Jungkook finds him. Jeon Jungkook, the ruthless heir to an underground empire, never loses control. Until he meets Jimin-his weakness in silk, the boy with fire behind his eyes and a chain made of velvet around his heart. What begins as obsession turns into something more dangerous. Love? Or a beautifully crafted prison? In a world of power, betrayal, and seduction... Can you really fall in love with the person holding your leash? 🔥 Mature themes | Dark romance | Top!Jungkook x Bottom!Jimin | Mafia AU | Slow burn, heavy tension, and sinful secrets. "My cage was made of velvet, and I called it home." || Disclaimer → Not every picture and fanarts in this story are mine, so credit goes to the rightful owner. || || IMPORTANT - I've two rules for every readers of my book. > Rule no 1 →Always remember that it's just a fanfiction and all imagination. Only for some entertainment. > Rule no 2 → follow the first rule. ||

His body felt hot all over again, and he felt shamefully how his member get a bit hard in his pants, the deep voice talking in the foreigner language sent shivers through his body, the moan he could heard from the woman inside the room was proof that she also felt that way. "crie autant que tu veux, je n'en ai pas fini avec toi..." (scream all you want, i'm not finished with you)

North, the enigmatic Crown Prince of the Natchanan royal family, has lived his life behind a carefully guarded veil. Trained since childhood to rule with both strength and wisdom, North hides his identity from the world due to political threats and his father's belief that kindness is a weakness. Despite the palace pressure and suffocating expectations, North remains a gentle soul, beloved by his younger siblings-Nai, a bright 17-year-old student, and Naomi, a spirited 10-year-old learning the royal arts. But when the weight of royalty becomes unbearable, North escapes the palace, leaving behind the only life he's ever known. He takes on a new identity, living modestly as a second-year electrical engineering student at Thailand's most prestigious university. There, he quietly works at a nearby café and hides in plain sight. Enter Johan-the arrogant, wealthy, and dangerously charming leader of the 'Heirs,' a powerful group of students from elite families. A third-year medical student born into old money, Johan has always had the world at his feet. He's used to getting what he wants-until he meets North. There's something about the quiet, kind, and mysterious boy that unsettles him. For the first time, Johan finds himself wanting to understand someone deeply... and love him honestly. But love is never simple when secrets this big are at stake. How will Johan win over a boy who doesn't even know him, when that boy happens to be Thailand's hidden crown?

In a world of flashing cameras, luxury brands, and polished reputations, North lives like a firecracker set loose-explosive, misunderstood, and always one step away from scandal. The third son of a prestigious, image-obsessed family, he's a celebrated car racer with the face of an angel and the heart of a rebel. Branded as the black sheep, he's beaten down behind golden gates-by a father who raises hands, and a mother who cuts with words. Johan, on the other hand, is Thailand's golden boy-a billionaire heir with a venomous mouth, a devil-may-care attitude, and a loyalty so fierce it borders on obsession. He's everything North claims to hate: arrogant, loud, spoiled-and entirely too intrigued by the firestorm that is North. When a drunken night throws their paths into a collision neither of them expected, Johan remembers everything-but North doesn't even know who he slept with. And Johan? He doesn't mind keeping it a secret. Not if it means keeping North close. But secrets don't stay buried, not in their world. Especially when those closest to them-their brothers, their friends, their families-are already tangled together in love, loyalty, and lies. And yet, the more North tries to burn bridges, the more Johan walks through fire just to stand beside him.

For three years, Johan has been haunted by a voice. A voice he was not meant to hear. A voice that drifted through the speakers of a game lobby one night, unexpected yet strangely comforting. He never saw the face behind it, never even spoke a word in return, he only listened, night after night, pulled in by something he couldn't explain. And then, one evening, that voice disappeared. Now, three years later, Johan is a third-year medical student, drowning in exhaustion and routine, plagued by relentless insomnia, long past the days of searching for something he was never meant to find. Until fate brings it back to him. It's supposed to be a simple favor. His friend, Hill, asks him to fetch his boyfriend from the dorm. But when the door swings open, it's not Easter standing there. It's North. Johan's breath catches. The same warmth, the same cadence, the same tone that once tethered him to something unseen. The voice he spent years searching for. And this time, he refuses to lose it. The boy doesn't recognize him. Why would he? To North, Johan was nothing more than a silent observer in a past he never knew existed. But Johan isn't the type to let fate slip through his fingers. So he makes sure their paths stay entangled. When an opportunity arises to collect a debt from North, Johan seizes it, not because he cares about the money, but because it's the perfect excuse to keep him close. A reason to meet. To talk. To exist in North's life in a way he never could before. But proximity breeds danger. The more time they spend together, the harder it is for Johan to pretend. Because debts can be repaid. But obsessions? They only grow. . JohanNorth fanfiction, from "How Much is Your Love".

Surviving The Matchmaking Love Draft was one thing. Living with the aftermath? A whole new level of chaos. North, Ter, Dao, and Phoon thought their struggles were over when Johan, Hill, Arthit, and Tonfah chose them-but no one warned them about the insanity of actually being the chosen ones. Now, they're drowning in designer clothes they don't know how to wear, luxury cars they're afraid to scratch, and a social calendar filled with events they can't pronounce. (What even is a Auction gala and why do they need seven different forks to eat a salad?!) Between dodging jealous socialites, surviving business meetings disguised as dates, and trying to resist the urge to flip off snobby billionaires, they begin to wonder-was being picked in the love draft really winning? Or did they just sign up for a lifetime of rich people madness? Meanwhile, heartbreak, unfinished business, and some very determined exes are lurking in the shadows, ready to stir up trouble. Because if the first rule of billionaire romance is never trust a corporate deal, the second rule is happily-ever-afters are never that simple. More money, more problems. More drama, more chaos. And somehow, still no idea how to use all those forks. Let the luxury struggles begin!