"Jungkook please l-let me go. I c-can't take it anymore." "Let me sleep, doll." "Jung... jungkook please." "I swear yn if you disturb my sleep once again. It won't e good for you." Yn was forced to marry Jeon Jungkook - Her cousin and the most feared Mafia Leader. They both hate each other. Jungkook is a cruel and dominating person while yn is an ordinary and innocent girl. He punishes her for every single mistake. He controls her every step. Will she survive his dominance or will she fall for him? Dive into the story to find out. ⚠️: This story contains themes of violence, abuse, strong language , sexuality and other mature themes.

The woods were silent, cloaked in mist and mystery. Twigs cracked beneath his boots as Jeon Jungkook walked with calculated steps, the chill of the forest matching the cold in his eyes. But something shifted-an instinct sharpened by years of distrust. He halted. There was someone behind him. In a blink, he turned and slammed the figure against a tree, one hand gripping the collar while the other drew a gleaming pocket knife from his coat. Its blade kissed the soft skin of the person's throat-threatening, precise, unflinching. His cold gaze met wide, terrified eyes. It was her. But he didn't move. His expression remained carved in stone-emotionless and cruel. The knife stayed near her neck as his breath hitched, not from shock, but from something darker. "Why the f*ck are you following me?" he growled, his voice low and venom-laced. "I-I... y-young m-master, I-I was a-afraid t-to stay there a-alone... t-that's why I f-followed y-you..." she stammered, her voice trembling like the rest of her. Fear shimmered in her eyes-but he didn't care. He didn't flinch. Instead, with no warning, no mercy, he leaned in and crashed his lips onto hers-rough, demanding, and overpowering. It wasn't love. It wasn't gentle. It was a storm. prince x maid

"𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙤𝙘𝙞𝙚𝙩𝙮 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙘𝙘𝙚𝙥𝙩 𝙪𝙨. 𝙄'𝙢 𝙖 𝙬𝙞𝙙𝙤𝙬. 𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚... 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪."He looks at her, fierce and gentle all at once. -"𝙄 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙨𝙤𝙘𝙞𝙚𝙩𝙮. 𝙄 𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪. 𝘽𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙢𝙚. 𝙇𝙚𝙩 𝙢𝙚 𝙗𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮." Jeon Jungkook is a 22-year-old loafer. Reckless, aimless, and barely keeping his life together in the bustling chaos of Hongdae. He lives in a cramped colony, works odd jobs, and spends his days flirting with girls and avoiding anything that feels permanent. But all of that changes when she moves in. Kang Y/n, a 24-year-old widow, carries grief like a shadow. After losing her husband on their wedding night and enduring emotional abuse from her in-laws, she's moved to Hongdae with nothing but silence in her eyes and a storm in her heart. In a world full of judgment, two broken souls find an unlikely love. Raw, real, and beautiful in its imperfection. This is not just a love story. It's a story of becoming. Of choosing love over shame, courage over fear, and healing over silence. This story is a tribute to how love can bloom in the most unlikely places, and how even the most broken people can heal each other when the world turns its back! "Falling for you in Hongdae"- On Wattpad! Followers on Instagram- "Meeraverse_" Enjoy the story 🖤

"Why do you keep running from me?" Jungkook asked. His voice was low. Controlled. Dangerous and intimidating. Aera stood frozen, back still to him, the city lights casting shadows on her face. "Because every time you look at me... I forget how to breathe." she said. He took a step closer, slow, deliberate. "Then don't breathe. Just feel." Jungkook said. She turned to face him, her eyes glassy, voice barely a whisper. "You're dangerous, Jm Jungkook." Aera whispered. His smile was sharp. Bitter. Like he already knew. "I've always been dangerous. A loaded gun. A name people whispered in fear. A threat wrapped in silk. But for you? For you, I'd rip my soul in half... just to touch yours." Jungkook said. "I'm not someone people love, Jungkook. I'm too much. Too broken. Unlovable." Aera said. He froze for a second - then crossed the final space between them. "No. You're the most lovable damn thing I've ever known. And I hate the world for making you think otherwise." Jungkook said. She blinked, breath catching. "So run. Scream. Shove me away. But you'll never be unlovable to me. You'll always be... mine." he finished. Taken in by the mafia family who owed her everything, Aera didn't expect to survive - until Jungkook, the cold heir with blood on his hands, started watching her like she was the only thing worth saving. Now, in a world of danger and shadows, he's the only one who sees her scars... and swears no one else will ever cause them Happy Ending ❤️ °This story is totally Frictional and my own ideas. °All Pic taken from Pinterest and credit goes to the original owner of the Pic. ° Do not plagiarize my work. Enjoyyyyyyyyyy 🥰🥰(+18)

Y/n is married to Jeon jungkook,she is in love with him but jungkook loves his girlfriend and don't care about y/n at all. one day she saw him making out with his girlfriend and y/n have a big secret to reveal . well jungkook use girls for his pleasure. But who knows after she left him he will become obsessed with her But there is also someone else other than him who is also obsessed with her.

His grip tightened slightly on her jaw. "I'm going to destroy you." Y/N glared at him. "Touch me again and I'll kill you." Jungkook leaned even closer, until their noses nearly brushed. ... The conqueror. The king. Her enemy. Her husband. She refused to look at him. Until his hand suddenly appeared on her thigh beneath the table. Her entire body went rigid. His voice was calm as he continued speaking to a noble across the room. But his fingers tightened slightly. Possessive. Testing. Y/N leaned closer to him, voice barely a whisper. "If you don't move your hand," she said sweetly, "I will stab it."

"you can call me mommy if you want to." so he likes to be called baby boy... you were never one to judge. jeon jeongguk x reader read with caution : strong language & mature themes included

𝙻𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎. 𝙽𝚘 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜. 𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚋𝚘𝚢𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍. 𝚂𝚞𝚙𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜. 𝙳𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖 𝙹𝚘𝚋. 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚗'𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚖𝚘𝚘𝚝𝚑, 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝? "Hyung can live without you, but I can't." The devil hidden behind that bunny smile. 𝙿𝚜𝚢𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚞.

⚠️ Please be aware that the following content is solely a part of imagines. The following acts written in the story has nothing to do with the mentioned idol. Read it only as an entertainment purpose ⚠️ "You're not what I thought you were." She looks over at the guy standing before her, confused and awestruck by his presence at the same moment. "You're also not what everyone thinks you are, Sweet angel." His smirk widens, not failing to notice that she has been checking him out, unknowingly so. It all started with a simple bet. A deal. A consensual situation that led them to feeling unknown emotions. Their deal embarked within a most complicated thing and it was never supposed to happen on either of their parts. As their journey started, something they built started to shatter when the monsters of their past made an appearance in their present. It's a game of blood, secrets, twisted emotions, sacrifices, hidden truths and their love is at stake. Jeon Jungkook was the dark, as complicated as it was but Choi Y/n was blinded by the lights she was living in and henceforth she found her comfort in his darkness while her light guided him outside of abyss. 𝑯𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝒇𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒘𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒔𝒚. 𝑻𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓, 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒄. Read the full story in : DIRTY LITTLE SECRETS. ☕ Genre : Dark college romance, Angst, Smut, slow burn, grumpy X sunshine. 🍨 Trope : Mafia AU with college romance.

"she's the drug, i am talking about." "She makes me high, with her scent" "She makes me addicted, with her body" "She ruins me, with herself" "She's more addicting, than cocaine" ❥⁠❥⁠❥ "Where's it?" He said calmly despite the anger which is hidden inside him which is about to brust out in my next answer but I stayed quiet. "I ASKED WHERE'S THE FUCKING POWDER ISUEL?" As expected i flinched. He always make me weak in the knees, and he knows his effect. Theres something in him that always makes me feel like he is in control of me. But I dint give up. He need to know I din't sign up to be his personal Therapist just to get scared and back off. "You don't need them" I closed my eyes knowing verry well what's coming next. His anger is something which no one can controll especially when he is longing for that white powder. " you're right, I don't need them, get on your knees cuz I need you" Saying this he started unbuckling his belt... ••• Jeon jungkook × choi Isuel Drug addict mafia × therapist. Au Dark romance. ••• Note :- pls imagine Isuel the way you want. Here in this story I imagined her as a Korean fragile and beautifull woman. Feel free to imagine her the way you guys want. Also note that jungkook is so dominant in this chapter and y/n is sub. But that doesn't mean y/n is a fragile girl who doesn't speak up for herself. Read the story for more info. ••• All rights reserved ©