Elara never belonged in Jeon Mansions. At 23, she was soft and unseen-until Jeon Jungkook noticed her. The cold-blooded king of the mafia empire, he was incapable of love, but her innocence ignited a hunger he couldn't control. Without warning or permission, he claimed her, pulling her into a world of obsession and danger she could neither escape nor understand. She drew in a shaky breath, her back pressed to the cold wall as if it could save her. "Please... don't do this." His shadow fell over her, stealing what little light remained. His voice was a low, dark promise. "It's too late, little dove. You were mine the moment I saw you." Her eyes glistened with unshed tears, but defiance still burned in them. "You can't own me." He leaned in, close enough that she could feel the heat of him, the danger. "Watch me." Her fingers trembled as she tried to push him away, her voice raw. "What do you want from me?" His smile was slow, predatory, as if he were savoring the taste of her fear. "Everything." For a moment, silence stretched between them-heavy, suffocating. Then she spoke, her words a broken vow. "One day... I'll leave." He tilted his head, studying her as though she were something fragile he meant to break. "And I'll find you," he murmured, the words sealing her fate.

"You are mine," he said harshly. He licked me again more firmly but even slower. "Say it." . . . . . "Mine," he said quietly. I stared into his eyes. "Yours," I whispered.

───── ⋆𝑫𝑨𝑹𝑲 𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑨𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑬𝑹𝑶𝑻𝑰𝑪𝑨⋆ ───── "I've I've had you and claimed every part of you, buttercup," he reminds me before continuing, "It doesn't matter if we're miles apart or inches apart, because no distance can change the fact that you're still mine." He chuckles darkly as his mouth nears my ear now before speaking. "You should know that I'm willing to burn the whole world down to make you rule my world again," he tells me, "And if I'm the devil, it's a matter of time before I make you the queen of my hell."

Walking away felt like its own kind of pain, and the hope I had inside me died; it had long since lost its meaning. In the chill of the evening, every step weighed on me-bones aching, skin stinging, as if each movement tore something loose inside. My tears burned against the cold wind, searing rather than soothing. "Please," I whispered, the word slipping out like a fragile, fading prayer. "Do you want me to touch you like this, Daisy?" Each step drags, my feet heavy against the ground, every footprint feeling like I'm leaving a piece of myself behind, like my soul is slipping away with each one. My senses dull, my energy drains, until all that's left is a hollow, aching emptiness. "Have anyone made you feel like this?" The tears I had been holding back finally spilled over, cascading freely down my face. I didn't bother wiping them away. There was no point anymore. I had spent too long trying to be strong, trying to convince myself that I could let him go, that I could bury everything I felt and walk away. "Do me Jungkook, p-please." But love is cruel like that. And I would leave with it, with all the love I still carried for him tucked quietly inside my heart. I would carry it for the rest of my life. "With all the pleasure, Daisy." The sun sinks lower, shadows stretching as night draws near. With a heavy heart, I force my feet forward, each step pulling me farther from the possibility of him-of us. Or maybe I had simply read everything wrong. Maybe Yoongi was wrong, and he wasn't here because he never felt the same way I did. Maybe I was foolish to think I could be the exception. I should have known better. I should never have let myself fall for someone like Jungkook, someone who had always made it clear that he didn't believe in love. NOTE: This book was completed in 2020 and is being rewritten this year. All Rights Reserved ©2026 ©narahkris #wattys2019

(𝙰 𝙿𝚂𝚈𝙲𝙷𝙾𝙻𝙾𝙶𝙸𝙲𝙰𝙻 𝚃𝙷𝚁𝙸𝙻𝙻𝙴𝚁 𝙼𝙰𝙵𝙸𝙰 𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙰𝙽𝙲𝙴) ═══ 𝗗𝗔𝗥𝗞 𝗥𝗢𝗠𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗘 21+ ═══ "One more question, Angel. What are the chances of your wedding getting cancelled if I bent you over this table right now and fvck you until you couldn't remember his name?" The words were so obscene, so shocking, that for a moment, her brain simply couldn't process them. ────⋆༺𓆩☠︎︎𓆪༻⋆──── He leaned in closer, his lips almost brushing her ear, his voice dropping to a whisper that was somehow more terrifying than if he'd been shouting. "Imagine how he'll react when I take fvck you senselessly. When I bend you over and make you scream my name instead of his. When I ruin you so thoroughly that you forget what it felt like to be touched by anyone else. When I make you mine in every way possible until you can't remember ever belonging to him." ────⋆༺𓆩☠︎︎𓆪༻⋆──── "J-Jungkook," she moaned. "Shh. Little Angel, don't. Not just yet. Not until I claim you all mine. But before that, let me give you a little punishment for disobeying me," he said, and she was about to protest. ────⋆༺𓆩☠︎︎𓆪༻⋆──── It is a captivating story of unexpected dark romance and the powerful bonds that can grow from the most unlikely beginnings. BE AWARE: Trigger warnings: MATURE CONTENT 18+ (SMUT) SWEARING VIOLENCE/GUN VIOLENCE SELF HARM/SUICIDE (REFERENCES) EXPLICIT LANGUAGE REFERENCES TO RAPE SMOKING/ALCOHOL/DRUGS BLOOD/DEATH/GORE ────⋆༺𓆩☠︎︎𓆪༻⋆──── #1🏅 Jeon #1 🏅Jungkook #1 🏅fanficromance #3 🏅red ────⋆༺𓆩☠︎︎𓆪༻⋆──── Started on 13th Feb, 2026 Finished on ?? ────⋆༺𓆩☠︎︎𓆪༻⋆──── ⚠️ DO NOT PLAGIARISE, RENOVATE OR ADAPT MY BOOKS!! I WILL FIND OUT AND YOU WILL BE REPOR

𝐀 𝐌𝐀𝐅𝐈𝐀 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 "𝗜𝗳 𝗜 𝗰𝗮𝗻𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗮𝗶𝗻 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗵𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝘃𝗲𝗻𝗹𝘆 𝗺𝗲𝗮𝗻𝘀, 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗜 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗿𝗲𝘀𝗼𝗿𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗰𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗼𝘀 𝗶𝗻 𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗹". 𝐉𝐄𝐎𝐍 𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐊𝐎𝐎𝐊, known as the ruler of the underworld, dominates with his wealth and power. His name alone instills fear and commands respect. No one dares to cross him, for they know it would be inviting their own demise. He is a man of great influence, with his reach spanning across the globe. But when he is forced into an arrangement with 𝐘/𝐍 𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐈, the adopted daughter of the powerful Italian mafia, he realizes that money and power may not be enough to control everything. Y/n is a stunning beauty, but her life takes a turn when she is forced to wed Jeon Jungkook after her graduation. Will this marriage work and Jungkook be able to shield his wife from the dangers of his world? And can he become her sanctuary in the midst of his dark reign? ------------------------------------------------------- ©𝐉𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐈𝐂𝐒 𝗚𝗲𝗻𝗿𝗲 : 𝗳𝗮𝗻𝗳𝗶𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗦𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁 : 𝗝𝗮𝗻 𝟬𝟭, 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟰 𝗘𝗻𝗱 : 𝗠𝗮𝘆 𝟯𝟭, 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟱 ------------------------------------------------------- • Don't copy, translate or re-post my work. • Explicit content & strong language. • Completely based on my imagination.

❝Does he know you scream my name every night?❞ • 𝐏𝐒𝐘𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐁𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐍, 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐏𝐄 : 𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐌𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒 | 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐑𝐄 | 𝐒𝐄𝐗 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐏𝐋𝐄 | 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐁𝐈𝐃𝐃𝐄𝐍 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐑𝐄 | ________

"Easy there, darling, don't strain that pretty little head," a voice, smooth as silk, sliced through my panicked thoughts. I whirled around, and there he was. Instinctively, I scrambled back, each step he took forward sending terror through me. His eyes, held a knowing glint, and the smirk playing on his lips was a cruel, infuriating taunt. "What are you doing here?" The question was weak, a pathetic attempt at defiance when my mind was screaming a thousand others. "Just checking on you, baby," he purred, his voice dripping with false concern. "You did black out last night, after I had you for dessert." Had me for dessert? "What?!" I shrieked, stumbling back. He hummed, a low, predatory sound. "Don't remember? Shame. We could always recreate the experience." Each word was a calculated blow to my sanity. . . . . . . Eunha was an aspiring doctor, living a quiet, structured life with nothing but routines, one loyal friend, and her grandmother, the only family she had left. Romance was a distant notion, limited to a harmless schoolgirl crush on her senior... a crush she abandoned the moment she sensed the danger behind his charm. What she didn't know was that she had caught his attention too. And unlike her, he never let go. From the shadows of her life, he watched. Waiting. Carefully weaving a web around her, thread by thread, until escape would no longer be an option. . . . . A woman who had bled every last drop of life from her soul, and a man who couldn't get enough of the wreck she'd become. What could possibly get worse? Everything. Every single thing. Jungkook x Eunha (or reader)

❝Your thighs are shaking trying to push me away but that pretty wet heat between them is begging me to stay. Which one should I listen to?❞ Her cheeks flushed a deep crimson. She was utterly exposed and he was savoring every second of it. Her whole body flamed. ❝That's not true.❞ she denied, her voice breathless whisper. ❝I'm not-❞ ❝Oh, but you are.❞ he interrupted. ❝I can feel the heat radiating from you. That slick.. little pulse... it's calling my name.❞ His hand began to slide inexorably higher. ❝Why don't we check it out? See just how much of a liar that pretty mouth really is.❞ His fingertips brushed against the silk of her panties. A jolt of pure panick shot through her. ❝Don't you dare!❞ she slapped his hand away. He chuckled. He brought his stinging hand to his lips, his eyes never leaving hers and kissed the spot where she struck him. ❝Feisty.❞ he murmured. ______ 𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗥𝗘 : 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 | 𝐔𝐍𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐘 𝐀𝐔 𝗧𝗥𝗢𝗣𝗘 : 𝐁𝐔𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐱 𝐍𝐄𝐖 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋 | 𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐌𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘 𝐄𝐍𝐃 | 𝐎𝐁𝐒𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍 ʙʏ : Sad Bitch ~ 𝖶𝖠𝖱𝖭𝖨𝖭𝖦 ⚠️ ➪ Explicit Sex Scenes 🔞 ➪ Bullying warning ➪ Voilence and Trigger Warnings 𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒🏅 #1- Cry #1- Best #1- Taehyung #1- Sins #1- Lust #1- Voilence #1- Desire #1- Obsession #1 -Fire #1- Heavyangst #1- Enimies #1-Pshychologicalthriller #1- Manipulation #1- Spicy #1- Universityau #1- Maturelanguage #1- Jungkook #1- Cruel #4- Bullystory #3- Jimin #9- Dark #3-Trauma

'𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘰. 𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘧 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘪𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦... 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘨𝘰. 𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘸, 𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘸, 𝘕𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳.'