I knew it. I should have never made a deal with the devil. And him? He was worse than the devil. The cold metal kissed my throat-not a lover's touch, but a promise. I felt every groove of the barrel, every intention behind it. Then he pushed deeper. "I thought we had a deal." His voice. Low. Gravel and gasoline. The kind of quiet that doesn't ask for permission. It takes. I've seen him angry. I've seen him bury men for breathing wrong. But this? He was frustrated. And frustration for him meant dead for me. The gun bit into my skin. I whimpered. Closed my eyes like that would save me. His other hand fisted hand-not holding. Crushing. I could already feel the bruises blooming under his grip. Little purple promises he'd leave behind. "And you never-" His breath hot against my ear. "-fucking break the deal with the devil, kitten." "I'm... I'm sorry." My voice cracked. Pathetic. Begging. I hated it. But I wanted to walk out of this room alive. And he was known for no mercy. So why would he leave someone like me breathing? Then I felt it. His teeth. Not a kiss. Not a threat. A claim. Sinking into my neck like he owned the blood beneath. And I knew what was coming for me. In the devil's syndicate, the throne was never the scary part. He was. _________________________________ ❛Kitten, the devil wrapped in silk, is still the devil.❜ _________________________________ • Tropes • Morally Grey to Black Hero Damaged Heroine Forced Proximity Gun Play Fear as Arousal Revenge by Proxy

❝How old are you❞ jungkook asked. You just put two fingers infront of him. ❝2!?❞he asked with a frown. ❝T-twenty❞you said nervously after shaking your head as *NO* ❝I used to mentally laugh at your dad whenever he calls you baby..... until I meet you❞ he said with a chuckle. ❝And here you are......actually a baby❞ you heard him again. ❝D-don't call me baby.....I'm m-mature❞ you said with angry pout. He smiled at your cuteness. ❝Cupid did an amazing job......cause you are my baby......My baby wife❞ he said snuggling his face in the crook of your neck. •••••••••••••••••••••••••••• A story about a cold Mafia business man finding a cute, clumsy and sweet girl as a life partner. A story about how an arrange marriage turn into love. A story about how an innocent angel become the devils breathing and heartbeat. A story filled with cliché and cringy stuffs like poor, weak, sweet girl with cold rude heartless millionaire and of course Hot Guy. 🔞Different different warning for slightly smut and fully smut Read at your own risk⚠ 💋English is not my first language. Nor I'm an experienced writer. So please don't comment something judgemental. 💋BUT You're always welcome to provide suggestions. Please be nice to everyone, it doesn't cost anything. Cover designed by ✨its_pihu1997✨ Story concept by ✨zarabunny97✨ About plot writing, editing and story line, all the rights reserved to @swaeg001 Started: 31st December, 2020 Finished: 10th October, 2021 ✨Achievement: #1 in btsjk #1 in btsff #1 in watty #1 in agony #1 in btsboys #1 in btsarmy #1 in btsfanfic #1 in fanclub #1 in arrangedmarriage #1 in maturethemes #2 in btsscenarios #3 in jeongguk #3 in lovestory #3 in btssmut #3 in jimin #5 in taehyung #8 in Rude [✨I'm definitely happy with this✨]

In the relentless world of idols and dreams, three lives interwine in a whirlwind of ambition, heartbreak, and desires. Kim Sora, a struggling trainee with a fractured past, finds herself entangled with BTS's Jungkook, whose intensity borders on obsession, and the warm, Kim Taehyung, whose kindness feels like a lifeline. Will Sora carve her own path, or will she lose herself in the shadows of the idols she admires? Dive into a story of passion, pain, and the price of chasing impossible dreams. | SMUT | STALKING | OBESSIVENESS | DOMINANCE | JEALOUSY | LIES |

❝What's mine stays mine. Not fate, not time-no one can take it from me.❞

"Full throttle isn't just for the tracks, darling." Jeon Jungkook Rich RACER x Maid AU.

-𝘉𝘰𝘳𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘭, 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘱𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳'𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘸, 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘦𝘥- 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘢𝘳 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦. ©starrtales07

'𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴... 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘳𝘺, 𝘈𝘯𝘺𝘢, 𝘐 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶' 𝖩𝗎𝗇𝗀𝗄𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗌𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗌, 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁 𝗁𝗈𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗋𝖺𝗀𝗀𝖾𝖽. _____________________________________________________________________________ Highest Ranking.... #2 On Fanfiction #1 On jeonjungkook #2 On dark #1 On jungkook #33 On Obsession → Don't like, Leave it, Do not report, Please ! (cover by @Lilys_fiction)

✔️ COMPLETED VIEWER DISCRETION IS STRONGLY ADVISED. She looked up at Jungkook - and what she saw in his gaze made her tremble. It wasn't anger. It wasn't even lust. It was something worse. It was DEVOTION. That sick, terrifying kind of devotion that would burn down the heavens and rip apart the earth - just to keep her here, in his hands, in his world. His thumb traced her lower lip lightly. "You're so beautiful, darling," he murmured, voice low, hoarse. "So fucking beautiful it hurts to look at you." Y/N swallowed hard, a sharp ache blooming in her chest. Because he meant it. In his own twisted way - he meant every word. Her fingers curled tighter around Juhyun's tiny body as she whispered, "Jungkook..." He leaned in, breath mingling with hers, forehead dipping against hers briefly. Juhyun babbled happily between them, oblivious to the adult storm gathering overhead. "I should lock you away," Jungkook said, almost to himself, almost tender. "Somewhere no one can even look at you. You... and our babies." Y/N squeezed her eyes shut, overwhelmed - not just by fear or helplessness, but by love. A love so raw it bled inside her. He was ruining her. He already had. Yet still - she would love him. She would love him through the ruin and through the darkness, through the cages and chains he would forge for her. Because her heart didn't know how to stop. Because she had fallen deeply, helplessly, forever for this man who could not - would not - love the way normal people did. He would love her until there was nothing left of her to love. 'She asked him one night in a quiet whisper, "Do you love me, Jungkook?" He smiled, eyes dark, brushing her cheek with fingers that had pulled triggers. "I'll stab you in your heart and kiss you while you're bleeding from your mouth, my precious. If this makes you feel that I love you... Then I love you so much." CLICK ON START READING FOR MORE...BECAUSE I KNOW YOU'VE BEEN ACHING FOR IT!

𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐝𝐫𝐮𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐦 Kang Y/n, a world famous model whose face is always on the media. A huge influencer, Her life is always in front of cameras. A beauty whom everyone wishes to have, but she never knew that... she is on someone's screen 24/7 Jeon Jungkook, A CEO of a leading modeling company. He is known as a great fashion designer and is a fashionista himself. His one look can make all the girls swirl around him. But his mind is occupied by one girl... In front of cameras it's all sugar and nice, but behind the curtains reveals a dark side...

🔞 [completed] A love so 𝘁𝘄𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗱...it justifies 𝘀𝗶𝗻. ❝𝘐 𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘺𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭, 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝘱𝘶𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘐 𝘨𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘢 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝙘𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝘮𝘺 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘨𝘦𝘵. ❞ Highest Rankings: ♛ #1 fanfiction ♛ #1 matureaudience ♛ #1 jeonjungkook Copyright © 2022 Marie-Clarie