Wonwoo has loved Kim Mingyu quietly and steadfastly throughout high school, but after graduation, he resolves to let go. His carefully constructed distance is tested when he unexpectedly runs into Mingyu at a college party.

Interest turns into attention. Attention turns into desire. Desire turns into obsession. Wonwoo never asked to be seen. Mingyu never learned how to look away. In the hush of late nights and stolen glances, interest turns dangerous, attention turns consuming, and desire learns how to wait. But when someone watches you long enough- is it fear you feel... or is it want? A slow, dark descent into obsession, silence, and want- where love is dangerous and being chosen is the most terrifying thing of all. Author's Note: This story is entirely my own creation. If anything feels familiar, it's purely a coincidence-everything here comes straight from my brain, my mood swings, and a little bit of 3AM chaos. Thank you for supporting my work and respecting it💎

It all started when Kim Mingyu, the young heir of the Kim family, took over his father's company, becoming the youngest CEO. Then comes Jeon Wonwoo, working under Kim hyunsik, Mingyu's father, as his secretary, and is now appointed to work under Kim Mingyu's supervision as his new secretary. But things kinda seem different when Wonwoo always wants to get on Mingyu's nerves, being a cute menace, completing his work properly but not until Mingyu gets pissed. And Mingyu always wants his secretary to be around him even though he pisses him off. Let's see how things change, will they just be getting on each other's nerves or will something else bloom between them. Does Mingyu and Wonwoo know each other from before?? Why Wonwoo wants to test Mingyu's patience?? * It's a bl story between Kim Mingyu and Jeon Wonwoo. This is purely imaginary, nothing is connected to the real people out there and the names used are just the random ones.*

Wonwoo grew up an orphan and learned early that survival required compromise. Now in his early twenties, he lives under the roof of his uncle, a man with deep, festering ties to the criminal underworld. The arrangement is simple and cruel, obedience in exchange for safety. Wonwoo endures it not for himself, but for Chan, his younger brother, the one he raised with hands that learned tenderness before they learned how to kill. Chan is grown now, but to Wonwoo he will always be the fragile center of his world, the reason he swallows his pride and sharpens his smile. When his uncle is ready to make a power grab, he gives Wonwoo an assignment that feels more like a sentence. Kim Mingyu. A rival figure. Untouchable. Stone-cold. A man known for discipline, restraint, and violence measured in silence. Wonwoo is ordered to do what he does best: seduce, destabilize, dismantle. Bring Mingyu to his knees, not for love, not even for death, but so Wonwoo's uncle can strip him of power and rise on the wreckage. Refusal is not an option. The alternative is Chan. Wonwoo steps into the role effortlessly, heels sharp against marble, tongue sharper still. He knows how men look at him. He knows how to let them believe they're in control. But Mingyu doesn't look like the others. He watches. He waits. He doesn't reach. And that makes everything dangerous. What begins as calculated flirtation turns into something unmanageable: quiet conversations, shared silences, trust earned instead of stolen. Mingyu doesn't fall for Wonwoo's beauty, he falls for his precision, his intelligence, the way he never begs and never lies outright. Wonwoo, who has survived by never wanting too much, finds himself wanting everything. And love, it turns out, is far more treacherous than seduction.

ㄴthey said, if the two persons are really meant for each other, their names are written in the starsㄱ narrative series #3 status: COMPLETED. all rights reserved ©2020

In a world ruled by power, fear, and blood, Kim Mingyu stands unchallenged-an untouchable businessman, a ruthless mafia boss, a man who bends the world to his will. Nothing matters to him... until a boy from a humble background becomes his husband. Bound by a contract, yet drawn by forces neither fully understands, their worlds collide in tension, desire, and danger. Loyalty, power, and forbidden love blur together in a house where every step is watched, every word measured, and every heartbeat could ignite a war. In the heart of a man feared by all, can love survive-or will it burn everything to ashes?

Kim Mingyu and Jeon Wonwoo were never meant to get along. In high school, Mingyu was the charming golden Alpha-the popular basketball ace with the world at his feet. Wonwoo was the quiet storm-the top student, the student council president, the one person Mingyu could never outshine. They clashed in the hallways, competed in every class, and pretended not to notice how their dreams secretly aligned. Both wanted to act. Both wanted the world. Neither wanted each other. But one trip after graduation shattered everything they thought they knew. Heat. Rut. A night they never planned... and a bond they never asked for. Wonwoo remembers every second. Mingyu remembers nothing. So Wonwoo disappears-overseas, running from the truth and the Alpha who might destroy him without even knowing why. Two years pass. Mingyu convinces himself Wonwoo left because he hated him-because their rivalry finally snapped the thin thread binding them. But fate doesn't care what they want. When Wonwoo returns to Korea, their company tie them together in a contract marriage neither of them asked for. Enemies. Actors. Fated mates. And now... husbands. Stuck under the same roof, old wounds burn, chemistry sparks like fire catching air, and the secret of that night threatens to tear everything apart-again. Because love was never their problem. Admitting it was.

BOOK #3 He's like a storm-unpredictable and dangerous. I knew he was a sick bastard when he smiled after I hit him the first time. Annoying and obsessive, that's what he is. I sensed it early on, but I didn't realize just how deep it ran until his obsession latched onto me. Until I became the center of his world. Until he started flashing that smug, crooked smile my way. But we can't... we're not supposed to be together. We're polar opposites-existing in the same world, but never meant to collide. Yet, he's ready to tear down everything for me. But it's not that simple. My brothers are monsters. They'll kill him. And still, he doesn't care. ---- Glasses perched on his nose, calm and collected. Exactly my type. I knew he was meant to be mine the moment our eyes locked, that intense gaze pulling me in. And I'll have him, no matter what it takes-by any means necessary, even if it costs me everything. I want to hold him in my arms, kiss him until neither of us can breathe. But why is it so hard? Why does the world push back so fiercely when it comes to him and me? I want him. And I will have him.

If you ask Wonwoo when it all began, he'll tell you it didn't. Because nothing ever began with Mingyu. Mingyu was the kind of person who just... happened. Like summer heat, like loud laughter in quiet places, like falling asleep beside someone and waking up already missing them. They'd known each other since they were kids , since scraped knees and chasing fireflies, since "go away" meant "stay closer," and Mingyu never listened anyway. Back then, Mingyu was too loud. Too bright. Too much. Wonwoo didn't like loud things. But somehow, he never told Mingyu to be quiet. Not really. They grew up messily, awkwardly, in the way that boys with growing hearts do. Somewhere along the way, Mingyu got taller. Wonwoo got quieter. And love, whatever that was, started threading between them like light through leaves. Soft. Unspoken. Unnoticed. At least, by everyone except Mingyu. This is a story about: A boy who loved too loudly. And another who loved too quietly. It's about friendships that blur and feelings that twist, about secrets too dangerous to speak aloud, and moments that feel like forever even if they aren't. It's about what happens when one of them falls first. And waits for the other to catch up. Even when it hurts. Even when it's too late. This is the story of Wonwoo and Mingyu. Before the blood. Before the chaos. Before goodbye tasted like a kiss neither of them was ready to give. And before love, finally, painfully, made itself known.