What if a ruthless mafia queen is obsessed with an undercover cop? Jungkook⬆️ Taehyung ⬇️

A marriage neither of them wanted. A duty. A Responsibility. Kim Kate's world revolved around her empire. Amor was everything she had, the only thing that made sense. She buried herself in her work, convincing herself she had no time for anything else. Marriage was just another obligation. But with each passing day, she found herself growing more tired. Work was her shield, but could it protect her from what she couldn't control? For Park Jimin, this marriage was never meant to be more than a formality. It was a responsibility he took on for the sake of his family and his reputation. But with every passing day, the lines between duty and something else began to blur. He told himself it was just responsibility. But the heart doesn't lie. A Park Jimin Fanfiction

"To the ones who crave hands around their throat more than a hand to hold-who don't want saving, only a ruthless, wicked man to drag them to hell and make them love every second of it." The Ashen Conqueror hit #1 in multiple trending hashtags, including: 🏆 #Bts 🏆 #Jungkook 🏆 #Jeon Jungkook 🏆 #Enimies to Lovers 🏆 #jkff 🏆 #Morallygrey 🏆 #jk 🏆 #Historical Romance 🏆 #Forbidden love "Stab me again, princess,"Jeon Jungkook growled, blood dripping down his chest as he cornered her against the crumbling castle wall. "But next time, aim for the heart. Or I'll assume you're flirting." The Vrykólakas Dynasty was no kingdom-it was a graveyard dressed in gold. A land where wolves wore crowns and rivers ran red with the blood of traitors. Here, Princess Y/N learned the hard way that her betrothed, the vanished Prince Adrian, was not the true monster. No, that title belonged to Jeon Jungkook-the Ashen Conqueror. A warlord forged in hellfire, with a smirk sharper than his sword and a reputation for burning empires to ash. When Adrian disappeared, Jungkook seized the throne... and her. "You want to kill me?" he'd hissed on their wedding night, his calloused hand squeezing her throat as she clawed at his armor. "Good. It'll make fucking you sweeter." ⚠️ Mature Content Warning This story contains themes of emotional conflict, intense romantic tension, psychological manipulation, and mature situations that may not be suitable for all readers. Scenes may include violence, strong language, sensuality, and morally grey characters. WHAT TO EXPECT: 🔥 "I HATE YOU" TO "HATE ME HARDER" - Bruising kisses, dagger-to-throat confessions, and a bed that's seen more battles than the throne room. ⚔️ MORALLY GREY AF- He'll raze villages for her... then burn hers for fun. She'll kiss him like oxygen... then poison his wine STEAMY SNEAK PEAK: "You're a monster," Y/N spat, her back arching against the war table Jungkook laughed, low and

Stuffing a hand in his pocket, he tilted his head. Biting the corner of his lip, he took a thorough overview of her body before looking back at her teary honey orbs. She felt chills, watching that obnoxious deadliness in his oceanic orbs. He started walking back, making her feel uneasy. She continued to stare at him while he kept walking backward but halted at the door. He gave her a sinister smirk, and she saw a turbulant havoc emerging in his gaze. Her senses alerted when he clutched the doorknob. Before she could say or do anything, he slammed the door shut with a thud, and her eyes widened when she heard click of door locking. "Taehyung.. What the hell is this!!" Y/n exclaimed, rushing towards the door, but her heart sank, finding it already locked. "Why did you lock the door?!" She aggressively twisted the doorknob, but her movements paused, whereas her whole body shuddered in sheer terror hearing his dark soul-shivering chuckle from outside. Her throat went dry, and her soul trembled, not knowing what madness he was about to unleash. "Open the door, Taehyung!!!" She banged her fist on the door, growing more terrified by the second. "Taehyung, please!!" She shouted, banging louder. Her heart started thudding against her chest when she heard him hissing from outside. Mockery and evilness were lacing in his tone, which made her more afraid and desperate Taehyung leaned against the doorframe and crossed his arms against his chest, his left heel against the door as he smirked viciously. "Calm down.. Little doll..." His cavernous, serene voice made her feel cold chills running through her veins. "Just take rest until I come back to you.. because trust me... " He paused and tilted his head, looking over his shoulder. "Tonight, I'll come back to ruin you in ways you'll beg to be undone... but only after I erase Jeon Jungkook from this world - slowly, painfully, and so mercilessly, even hell will flinch." Highest Ranking #1 - Passion genre

[ A TAEKOOK FANFICTION ] In a world of duty, loss, and unexpected love, two souls find healing in each other. Taehyung never planned to marry into the Jeon family. Jungkook never thought he'd care. But through grief, laughter, and late-night whispers, a slow-burn bond forms that neither can ignore. From a contract marriage to a home built with love, Euphoria is a story of soft healing, found family, and the quiet kind of forever. Top jungkook 🐰 Bottom Tae 🐻