COMPLETE√ it's a story about a girl named Y/N who tries to save herself and her precious gem from the PREDATOR, Kim Taehyung. It's a story of survival... It's a story about battling between good and evil... It's a story of destiny... Warning: This story contains mature scenes, strong languages. You've been warned

No one had ever looked at her and seen perfection-until he did. Delicate and fire-haired, Yn was no stranger to her father's powerful associates. But nothing prepared her for Kim Taehyung De Lucci-the dangerously gorgeous heir with Korean-Italian blood and ice in his veins. He said little the night they met. He didn't need to. His stare alone devoured her like a storm cloaked in a suit. Within weeks, she was his wife. Eighteen months later, the passion had curdled into silence. Cold glances replaced whispered promises. Taehyung didn't love her-but he wouldn't let her leave either. Trapped in a gilded cage built on haunting stares and hollow vows, Yn finally found the strength to ask for a divorce. But freedom came with a price. A son. Before he would let her go, he demanded an heir. The demand shattered her. He had never introduced her to the prestigious De Lucci bloodline. He kept secrets like they were sacred. She had heard him on the phone with another woman-low voices, quiet laughter-and she had seen the walls around his heart only grow taller. Most terrifying of all, Yn suspected that none of this had ever truly been about love. It had been about some sick game-by Kim Taehyung, and from Jackson Noble, the cold-blooded father who treated her like a pawn in his games of legacy and power. Now, entangled in a toxic marriage laced with manipulation, betrayal, and poisoned promises, Yn must dig beneath the surface of her husband's calculated coldness to uncover a truth darker than she ever imagined- About the man who still calls her, with a cruel tenderness, his 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐚. His beloved. His possession.

​"You know very well what I am doing." He whispered huskily, leaning down until his lips were right next to your ear. He tightened his grip on your waist, making a breathless hiss escape your lips. "You are misbehaving with me, Mr Kim." You gritted your teeth when you found him holding the strap of your dress from your shoulder by his teeth. "I haven't even started misbehaving with you, Mrs Kim." He retorted, slowly sliding the strap down from your shoulder to your right arm using only his teeth, his hot breath brushing against your bare skin. "You can't do this." ​You snapped, your shoulder twitching up to pull the strap back, earning a playful chuckle that rumbled against your spine. "Why can't I? You are my wife after all." ​He pressed a peck onto your shoulder, sending a sudden tingle right through your body at his touch. ​"My legally wedded wife, Mrs Y/n Kim Taehyung.." ​He continued, his voice dropping into a dark, sensual tone right next to your ear. ​"Not just this... I can do many other things too." ​He bit your earlobe just a little, a helpless moan slipped out of your mouth before you could stop it and that tiny sound destroyed your pride. "You forced me to marry you. I don't accept you as my husband," you spat angrily, chewing through every single word. ​"Alright, let's get you to accept it now." With this, he grabbed your waist and spun you around to face him and captured your lips with his claiming you as his. He broke the kiss and looked at your eyes. "You are mine. You are this Kim Taehyung's Angel..." His hand slid up from your waist and tightened painfully at the back of your neck. He pulled your face closer, his eyes pitch black and completely cold, refusing to let you look away. "​HIS INCITING DESIRE.." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Read it to know...♡ . . . . Warning: This book contains mature contents🔞, so read at your own risk.

brilliant but chillingly distant literature professor develops a dangerous, all-consuming obsession with a perceptive student, subtly drawing her into a psychological web of manipulation and forbidden desire. Y/N (20): An intelligent, empathetic university student. She's initially quiet but has a deep curiosity for dark subjects and a hidden strength that Professor Kim keenly observes. PROFESSOR KIM TAEHYUNG (30s): A renowned, exceptionally intelligent literature professor. He is impeccably dressed, aloof, charismatic in a chilling way, and possesses a profound, dark understanding of human nature. His eyes are his most striking feature - deep, dark, unnervingly perceptive, and capable of conveying intense, unreadable emotion.

Author note: I've decided to write this again. But this time I'll write it a little differently, but the story will remain the same... 0_o After their forced marriage he pulled out a sharp knife from his pocket and he slashed his own finger. Blood was coming from that finger... Holding his blood-stained finger up looking straight at her eyes and said- Taehyung: I swear to my own blood..I will protect you from every danger, every dark gaze but 𝐍𝐎 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐒𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐌𝐄!!! The female lead is someone who dislikes the gangster and mafia world. On the other hand, the male lead is a gangster himself, and he is obsessed with the female lead. Is a relationship between the two of them even possible? Taehyung X yn . . . . This story is dark and full of violence. Those who enjoy dark books are welcome to read it. But if you don't like the storyline, please don't report it or leave unnecessary negative comments. Thank you. I've decided to write this for the second time because the previous version was removed from Wattpad. It had reached 187K views... Anyway...

(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

"I don't believe in losing cases... and I don't believe in letting go of what's mine once I've decided it belongs in my life. You walked into my courtroom thinking you were here to learn law-what you didn't understand is that you were already standing on the wrong side of my obsession."

"Two identical faces. One is my sanctuary... the other is my nightmare." For three years, Y/N found her only home in Kim Taehyung. As an orphan with nothing to her name, his gentle, pure love was her entire universe-the only safe place she had ever known. Then, the shadow returned. Kim V-Taehyung's identical twin brother-crawls out from the dark depths of the underworld. He is ruthless, dangerous, and carries a suffocating obsession that instantly targets Y/N. Every corner, every shadow, V is there, whispering terrifying promises to tear her world apart and make her his. Y/N fights with everything she has to protect her love, but when a monster looks exactly like your savior, the darkness is closer than it appears. [⚠️ Dark Romance | Psychological Tension | Intense Slow Burn] Highest ranking: #1 btstae #1 taehyungff #1 thv

Mature content // 🔞‼️ Dark romance ------------ ------------ ------------- "Beware of who you show sympathy y/n" 'Why ?' "Because some people tend to crave for more of it." A step closer to her, his face morphed into something serious more sinister, His once calm facade was no were to see. "And you may not be able to give what they want." She stood there completely terrified of his sudden switch in demeanor. "Do you want to know what will happen then, 'You May Found A Victim To Their Possession Or Even Imprisonment...' Triggering content ahead. ❗❗❗ You have been warned...

"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)