"Get your fucking ass out of this house and enter my car before I fucking bend you over that couch and fuck your brain out in here." Taehyung groaned, pressing hard against jungkook . ---- "I said 'act like my boyfriend' for just five minutes, not 'act like my fucking husband' for the rest of your life!" Jeon Jungkook half-yelled, his fingers curled into a tight fist as he glared at the terrifying, yet super gorgeous man in front of him. Kim Taehyung blinked slowly, taking his time to register every detail of jungkook figure into his memory, not minding that he was disturbing his work at all. "I don't see a big difference between the two." "Oh, for fuck sake! You're a thug, but surely you're not dumb, are you? Do you not know when to stop?" Jungkook scoffed, his anger growing thicker. "Sadly, I don't seem to know what 'stop' means. You made the idea of being someone's boyfriend sound so great now I don't think I wanna stop." Jeon jungkook knew asking a mobster to fake being his boyfriend would get a lot of unnecessary attention from lustful eyes off him, but what he never knew was that the man he had just picked was no different from the unwanted pests that lingered around him, wanting to have a taste of him. Kim Taehyung enjoyed clubbing as much as he enjoyed killing; however, despite this, he was extremely lonely. Now, the big bad man had found a toy he could play with, and he was having the best fun of his life. Would he ever stop and return to his lonely life? That, he wasn't sure he could do that. Not even when he realized jungkook was his enemy's son. He needed jungkook , either to break him or to make him. ---- Warning: in this story, if it is not a cup of your Tea, feel free to drop it. You guys are warned #2:killer #1: nudity #3:taekook #20:kimNamjoon #8: SexScene #1:kim #2:taekookff #2:comedian #1: bottomjungkook #1:mafia #1:dark #1:toptae

"who's there" jungkook asked hesitantly, the silence was creeping him out. "m-me" a soft voice from the other side. "what's your name? what are you doing here?" jungkook asked. " me down"t know" a baby like voice came from inside. _________________________________________ "you saved me, I'll be ready to give you my life" "But if you die, I'll lose my appetite to be alive." Warnings boy x boy top Jungkook bottom Taehyung fluff smut angst supernatural English isn't my first language, so please ignore if you find mistakes 🥺

Jeon Jungkook is the devil dressed in designer-ruthless, magnetic, and born to rule. A billionaire mafia lord with a cold heart and a darker past, he owns everything: elite casinos, underground BDSM clubs, and the loyalty of a world soaked in blood. But for all his power, he lives numb, tormented by ghosts and consumed by control. That is, until he appears until V dances. Kim Taehyung never asked to be a survivor. After losing his parents, he's left with a sister to protect and a life crushed by debt. His father's final betrayal was owing money to the one name feared in the underground-Jeon Jungkook. Taehyung is offered two options by Jungkook's men: Sell himself to the streets... Or sell himself on stage. He chooses the heels. He becomes V-a stripper wrapped in silk and sadness. But the night he walks in, everything changes. Jungkook visits the club for business. But the moment he sees V dancing beneath the neon glow-hips swaying, eyes dead, beauty wrapped in sin-he can't look away. --- The bass pulsed through the room, low and sinful, as V moved like a ghost in stilettos-every sway of his hips laced with pain he'd long stopped feeling. His back faced the man on the leather couch, but he didn't need to look. He could feel the stare. Heavy. Possessive. Dangerous. "You're not allowed to touch me. That's Mr. Jeon's rule." The man behind him let out a dark chuckle, amused and amusedly bored. "You must be new. What's your name?" Before he could reply, strong hands wrapped around his waist-large, commanding, and unshakably sure. He was spun around easily, like a doll. The scent hit first-something expensive, deep, and cruel. The man's eyes dropped to his chest, paused, and then rose slowly until they locked with his. "V. Who are you?" Taehyung asked, voice wavering between defiance and fear. The man smirked. "Mr. Jeon," he whispered, leaning in until his breath brushed Taehyung's skin. "Now... open your legs."

Taehyung never thought that he would be left in a forest... all alone. well, that's what he thought, because he wasn't alone.. not at all. This is a horror fiction, not that much horror, but still a horror- thriller. Cover credit: @believeroftaekook Highest Ranking: Vkook #3 (25.07.24) Forest #1 (13.10.24) Horror-thriller #1 (08.06.25)

(Taekook Oneshot!! Toptae!) (Omegaverse!) Taehyung knows something is wrong but he doesn't care Because even if this isn't really Jungkook He'd rather love a monster wearing his face than lose him again. (story cover is not mine! credit to rightful owner)

[ ONGOING ] {Taekook mafia au} Every insanity has a deep cause behind the darkness of the mind, a scar...so deep and painful but invisible for the human eyes but no one is ready to understands that. Jungkook is a popular businessman and also work for the underground mafia, he's a boss. He has everything work, money, luxury, friends even enemies....all he doesn't have is someone to love and care for. Taehyung is a dancer, prostitute to be exact－work for the gay strip club just to save his brother. He's a poor boy struggling in his life for money and the requirement of his brother's assets. But here is a catch! He's a special person with a rare speciality that only mostly 2% in the world are able to be born with. Which made him more appealing to the customers. What is it? What will happen when one day at the meeting with his mafia partners at the same club Jungkook saw the male dancing on the stage and get drowned by his charms? Read more to find out. BOOK COVER MADE BY ME!! 💜