Bang Chan has spent his entire life stuck in a religious boarding school. With days full of bible study and prayer he never got the opportunity to explore the real world. Lee Minho couldn't be more different. Confident and defiant, he spends his teenage years rebelling against the expectations put upon him, yet to be broken by the cult-like regime Chan is so used to. That is until his mother sends him off to the exact same place. Minho gives Chan hope though. With Minho, Chan sees a glimpse of the life he could have had without boarding school. That is enough for him to fight for his freedom. With Minho, his chances of escaping feel closer than ever... But, will they be able to succeed with the church growing darker and darker with every secret that is uncovered?

❝Let me taste you again,❞ he breathes-so low it barely exists, more air than sound. I bite down on my lip until I taste the faint tang of blood, my own whisper escaping before I can stop it. ❝Fucking hell...❞ It's meant for me, not him, but the way his breath stirs against my mouth makes it feel like a confession. His forehead presses into mine, heavy, grounding, his lashes lowering in what feels like a silent, desperate prayer. His hands are still wandering, warm against bare skin, skimming slow over the sharp lines of my ribs before settling on my waist like he owns it. ❝Just this once... please.❞ Did he just fucking beg? Oh, fuck me- ───✿───────────── 𝑇𝑤𝑜 𝑏𝑒𝑠𝑡 𝑓𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑠 𝑓𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑢𝑡. 𝐻𝑎𝑡𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑚𝑠. 𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 ℎ𝑎𝑡𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑧𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑚𝑎𝑦𝑏𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑛𝑒𝑤 𝑒𝑎𝑐ℎ 𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟. 𝑀𝑎𝑦𝑏𝑒 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑒𝑎𝑐ℎ 𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑏𝑜𝑑𝑖𝑒𝑠 𝑖𝑠 𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑖𝑒𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑎𝑐𝑐𝑒𝑝𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑏𝑒𝑠𝑡 𝑓𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑤𝑎𝑠𝑛'𝑡 𝑤ℎ𝑜 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑡 ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠. 𝐼𝑡'𝑠 𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑖𝑒𝑟 𝑡𝑜 𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑑. 𝐼𝑡'𝑠 𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑖𝑒𝑟 𝑡𝑜 𝑑𝑒𝑛𝑦. 𝐼𝑡'𝑠 𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑖𝑒𝑟 𝑡𝑜 𝑓𝑢𝑐𝑘. ✿ ┄──────────────╮ 𝑾𝑨𝑹𝑵𝑰𝑵𝑮𝑺: - ʜᴇᴀᴠʏ ꜱᴍᴜᴛ - ᴠᴏɪʟᴇɴᴄᴇ - ᴀʙᴜꜱᴇ - ᴠᴇʀʏ ɢᴀʏ #1 in bahng 🥇

The story takes place in Chinese ancient times. A girl who gets a mission from the empress and a General, full of secrets who just got back from the battlefield. "Yes you could. But well, I can see you don't know him too well yet. He's very stubborn. He can't be convinced just by words." "Then what else is there?" She asked. The empress chuckled again. How innocent she could be. "Charm." She replied.

He groans into my mouth, and I use that moment to push back, trying to take control again. But Han is stronger than he looks, and for once, he's not letting me win. "Frustrated?" he murmurs between kisses, smirking against my lips. I bite at his jaw in response, making him inhale sharply. "You're fucking impossible." "And you love it." I don't get the chance to argue before his hands are suddenly at my wrists, pinning them above my head with one hand, his grip strong and unwavering. His other hand slides beneath my shirt, fingers skimming over my stomach, moving higher, higher- A shudder wracks through me before I can stop it. Han feels it. He fucking feels it. His smirk grows. "You're shaking." ༶•┈┈୨୧┈┈•༶ WARNINGS: - Coarse Language - Smut - Violence - Abuse - Mention of suicide ❗I do not ship the Stray Kids members together. I am not assuming their sexuality. This is a fanfic from my imagination, the characters and plot are not real. If this book makes you uncomfortable, please don't read it. ❗ #1 in samsung 🥇 #5 in hyunsung 🏅

"If I knew you'd be this pretty, I would've gotten kidnapped a lot sooner."

" He is just a sick boy " I don't want to admit but I care for him. He is so innocent. 𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗻𝘀𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗱 !

When the unknown number that claims to be in love with you turns out to be your best friend's hot brother. _ Started: November, 20, 2020 Ended: February, 13, 2021 #1 in minsung <3