sunghoon, your bodyguard who turns out to be secretly working against your father, using you to destory his company, but what if he falls for you? cover by hoonjpg started? 06/01/26 ended? Ongoing #1 sunghoonpark #1 sunghoonfanfic

"He didn't want this marriage. And maybe, deep down, neither did I. But fate never asked us what we wanted." This is a Sunghoon fanfic, a reimagined version of my earlier story Unwanted Ties (Riwoo ver). I wanted to share a version with Enhypen's Sunghoon before my upcoming Jake project in June - July 💭 Highest rankings #1 sunghoon #1 yangjungwon #1 Jay #1 Jake #1 Nari #1 riki #1 Parksunghoon #1 Kimsunoo

❝Let's make it official. A contract. Marriage on paper. For the baby. For convenience. Nothing more.❞ He handed her a contract. Just a name on paper. Was all she thought A place to stay. A reason to be close. 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒔: 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒅 sunghoon x fem oc p.sh

Falling for your brother's best friend was never part of the plan. When Sunghoon - Jake's charming, off-limits best friend - starts looking at you like you're the only one in the room, you find yourself caught between loyalty and a love too intense to deny. With forbidden glances, secret kisses, and a passion neither of you can resist, how long can you keep your feelings hidden before everything you know falls apart? A story of stolen moments, dangerous love, and the irresistible pull of fate.

sori moves to seoul for dance quiet, focused, alone. then she meets ni-ki. distant, unreadable, and far too captivating. in a story of late-night practices, silent glances, and slow steps toward something unknown, sori begins to realize that maybe dance isn't the only thing she came here to find.

"𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮." -𝓝𝓲-𝓴𝓲 (ᴅɪꜱᴄʟᴀɪᴍᴇʀ!) ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴍʏ ᴘᴜʀᴇ ɪᴍᴀɢɪɴᴀᴛɪᴏɴ, ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ'ꜱ ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ɪɴᴛᴇɴᴅᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʜᴜʀᴛ ᴏʀ ʜᴀʀᴍ ɪɴ ᴛʜɪꜱ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ. ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀꜱ ʜᴇʀᴇ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ɪᴅᴏʟꜱ ʜᴇʀᴇ ɪɴ ᴍʏ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ. ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴘᴜʀᴇ ꜰᴀɴꜰɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ, ᴏᴋ? 𝒮𝓉𝒶𝓇𝓉: 𝟎𝟖/𝟐𝟔/𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟏 𝐸𝓃𝒹: 𝟏𝟏/𝟏𝟎/𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟏 @zia

「 ⩩ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 spoiled rich mean-girl Hong Jia gets exiled to a secluded beach town, right into the hands of Yang Jungwon-a ruthless local who hates her guts. She thinks he just hates rich kids. Little does she know he's the boy she bullied in middle school, and Jungwon is out for blood. 」 The summer heat in the cramped back alley of the restaurant was absolutely suffocating. Jia wiped a mix of sweat and grime from her forehead with the back of her sore, blistered hand, trying to steady her breathing. "Did you miss a spot on purpose, or are you actually just this useless?" "Just say it," Jia snapped, her voice trembling with a mix of sheer exhaustion and frustration. She hated how small she felt under his gaze. "You don't just dislike me. You hate me. For absolutely no reason. He closed the distance between them until there was nowhere left for her to step back, her shoulders hitting the damp brick. He towered over her, the heavy scent of sea wind and something dark and distinctly masculine completely wrapping around her. Before she could even open her mouth to tell him to back off, his hand shot up. His rough, calloused fingers caught her chin, his grip firm and unyielding as he forced her to look up into his pitch-black eyes. Jia's breath hitched. She froze completely. "Yeah," Jungwon whispered, his voice a dangerous, low rumble that vibrated right through her chest. His thumb brushed over her jaw-a touch that felt entirely too rough to be gentle, yet too deliberate to be violent. "I hate you, Hong Jia." He's a nobody, she chanted frantically in her head, trying to ignore the heat radiating from his hand on her skin. He's just some broke boy from a tiny beach town. He has nothing. So why the hell was her heart beating out of her chest? Why was her pulse pounding so hard in her throat that she couldn't even speak?

「 ⩩ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 Iseul returns to take revenge on her ex-husband, Sunghoon, by making him fall for her again-only to shatter his heart in the process. But as revenge blurs with old feelings, will she choose vengeance or love? 」 ══════⊹⊱≼≽⊰⊹══════ But before she could fully embrace the bittersweet memory, the sound of footsteps broke the stillness. Sunghoon's voice-sharp, almost venomous-cut through the night air. "Iseul," he said, his tone dark with something she couldn't quite place, but the way it lingered in the air made her spine stiffen. She turned to face him, a quiet shock on her face as he approached, his steps deliberate, purposeful. His eyes, once familiar, were now cold, distant, like someone who had been buried too long under layers of resentment. He shook his head slowly, almost as if disappointed, and his words hit her like a blow to the chest. "I know what you're doing. The dress, the perfume, the act. I'm not the naive Sunghoon you used to know." Her heart skipped, the subtle warmth she had felt earlier quickly turning to ice. She felt exposed, laid bare. His gaze was relentless, and his words-sharp, barbed-dug into the soft places she thought she had hidden so carefully. "Sunghoon," she whispered, but he wasn't done. He let out a bitter laugh, devoid of humor, and the sound felt wrong. It wasn't the kind of laugh she remembered, the one that filled the air with lightness. This one was a rasp, full of contempt. "I know exactly why you're here," he said, his voice thick with disdain. "It's because I own all of this now."

「 ⩩ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 Vienna, amidst the bullying at school, crosses paths with a charmingly mysterious thug who swiftly becomes her protector. They both become each other's comfort despite being polar opposites, discovering in each other the hope and possibility of second chances.」 ══════⊹⊱≼≽⊰⊹══════ Vienna and Ni-ki stood side by side, their gazes fixed upon the shimmering stars overhead. Despite their heads being in the gutter, they found solace in this nightly ritual, where dreams seemed within reach and burdens momentarily lifted. In the hushed embrace of the night, Ni-ki finally broke the silence, his voice tinged with melancholy yet filled with unwavering devotion. "What do you want to do?" "I want to study, excel in my exams, earn a place in a prestigious college where only the brightest belong... and if possible, protect the world." "Can you do it?" "I'll give it my all," she replied, her voice a whisper against the night breeze. "Then it's a deal," he murmured, his eyes never leaving hers. "You protect the world, and I'll protect you." Their pledge hung in the air like a delicate constellation, binding them together in a shared journey of ambition and affection. In that moment beneath the starlit sky, Vienna and Niki found solace not just in their dreams but in each other.