He laughed at it and leaned in to peck her cheeks. "The cat's got your tongue now?" he said, and she felt every single vibration of his vocal cords for how deep his voice sounded. "Don't worry then. From now on, no rap verses, but only clear messages with distinct words... and actions," and with the final words, he kissed her neck, trailing down to her collarbone. "Those words apply to you, too." "I don't speak in rap verses," she rebutted, noticing that he'd switched the positions, having her back against the wall. "Yeah, you don't. You don't speak at all. You just look at me with those eyes." As he spoke, he angled her chin upwards so their eyes could meet, and when she visibly blushed, he chuckled. "Damn, you're so pretty." He barely let out those words before leaning closer and kissing her. ───❀ In which, Daphne moves from the city to the countryside; objectively, a downgrade, but, emotionally, an upgrade. From the urban chaos straight into his warm sheets. "𝐀𝐦𝐨𝐫, 𝐓𝐚𝐦 𝐏𝐮𝐥𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫 (est quam gardeniae)" "Love is as beautiful as gardenias", a love story by silverozy

(Very mature themes) Ranked #2 in Taehyungff Ranked #2 in vxreader Ranked #6 in Bodyguard Ranked #10 in backstabbing Ranked #1 in taeff If this book had a song, it would be "Rewrite the Stars" by James Arthur. ----------------------. As Y/N wrestles with the pull between the crown and desire, Taehyung's grip on his emotions unravels, turning his affection into a dangerous obsession. The more she fights him, the stronger his need to possess her grows. But when Y/N uncovers the truth of his betrayal, love and hate collide. Will she succumb to his dark temptations, or will their connection cost her not just the crown, but her heart as well? "You can run from everyone else, my princess, but not from me. I marked you as mine the moment our eyes met. And tonight, I'll show you what that truly means." "You can't just take me as you please, Taehyung. I'm not yours to claim." "Oh, but you are, princess. And I'll show you-inch by inch-how it feels to be owned by someone who lives in the shadows. By the time I'm done, you won't even remember who you are without me." "I might be darkness incarnate, but even I have a weakness. And that weakness is standing right in front of me, tempting me to break every rule. I won't let anyone take you from me-not even fate itself." What will happen when her protector, sworn to deceive her, falls in love, and she unknowingly gives her heart to the one destined to break it?

"Choke me, Daddy." From here did it came? The words tumbled out before I could fully process them, and the shock on his face was immediate. His eyes widened, a mix of surprise and confusion crossing his features. For a moment, the world seemed to freeze as the weight of my daring statement hung in the air. The man's jaw tightened, and he stared at me, speechless. I stood there, feeling a mixture of mortification and exhilaration, waiting for his reaction. As the shock of my words lingered in the air, I couldn't help but let out a laugh, the sound echoing in the quiet café. He just stared at me, his expression a mix of confusion and something darker, more intense. His gaze was unrelenting, and I felt a shiver run down my spine. "You look exactly like the man from my fiction books," I said, my voice trembling with a mix of fear and excitement. "Why miss the chance? We never know when we might die, so a little happiness wouldn't harm anyone... Daddy."

" 𝑰 𝒂𝒎 𝒆𝒕𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒇𝒊𝒃𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒆𝒙𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆-𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒅𝒓𝒂𝒘, 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒑 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅, 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒄𝒖𝒓𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒔𝒖𝒃𝒎𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒚 𝒅𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒐𝒏." " 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒚 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒆; 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒚 𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏, 𝒎𝒚 𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏, 𝒎𝒚 𝒐𝒃𝒔𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏. 𝑰 𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍, 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆, 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚. 𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉 𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒔𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒃𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒆. 𝑺𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒍𝒊𝒑 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒔𝒑, 𝑰 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒔 𝒂𝒔𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒓𝒊𝒑 𝒂𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒃𝒚𝒔𝒔 𝒊𝒕𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇 𝒕𝒐 𝒅𝒓𝒂𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌, 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆-𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚, 𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒙𝒐𝒓𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒚, 𝒊𝒓𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒊𝒃𝒍𝒚 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆." 𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲. ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── A/u 18+ Faul language, mature content.

A silhouette. There. At the edge of her bed, no more than three feet away, seated on the only chair in the room. She blinked again. No. But there he was. Kim Taehyung. In her room. At 3:30 in the morning. Sitting too still, too comfortably-as if this were his space. The shadows danced around him, painting sharp lines along the ridges of his cheekbones, and his legs were crossed leisurely like he had been here for a while. And in his lap- Her dress. The dress. The one she bought after her first paycheck. A muted blush satin, simple, elegant... but expensive enough that she had hesitated for ten minutes before buying it. His long fingers were brushing the hem of it now, slow and possessive, like he was cataloguing its texture just to make her feel something. Y/N's mouth parted, but no sound came. She sat up slowly, blanket clutched to her chest. Her skin flushed with cold and confusion. "How-how did you come in?" He looked at her then. Eyes narrowing ever so slightly, as if she had asked the wrong question. "Your lock," he said, matter-of-fact. "Is a joke." She stared. His tone didn't change, but his gaze darkened, sharpening like a hunter with too much time. "You're practically inviting predators." He rose slowly-uncrossing those long legs, setting the dress down on the bed beside her, silk whispering across her sheets. Then, with the careful pace of a man completely sure of his control, he walked toward her. She didn't move. Couldn't. Taehyung crouched next to the bed. The distance between them collapsed in an instant. His nose brushed her cheek. His breath fanned across her neck. Then- "To rape you," Updates: 12AM ⚠️ Soft hearted, emotionally weak, cry easily, easily overwhelmed by emotions, believes in good in people, loves too deeply, too quickly, feels guilt like storm, breaks at smallest emotional roller coaster, f*cking stay away from this specific book! [Please read the HEAVY WARNING before continuing, you need your mental health, trust me!]

𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐁𝐈𝐃𝐃𝐄𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐏𝐄 Taehyung was never the hero. Nor was he the villain. He was just a man living in his own quiet world, untouched and unnoticed. Until she walked into his life and everything changed. A Kim Taehyung Fanfiction do not copy / plagiarize my work. photo credits to the rightful owners. © 2025 published started: 03.07.25 Ended: Genre: angst → romance → fluff → HEA