Seungcheol had spent his life searching for answers buried beneath sand and time. An archaeologist by passion and obsession, he believed only in what he could prove-artifacts, inscriptions, bones that still whispered stories if he listened closely enough. Love? Destiny? Soul ties? He called them myths people told themselves to sleep better at night. But something pulled him across continents to Egypt-an ache in his chest he couldn't explain, a strange heaviness in the air that felt like someone calling his name from a place older than memory. "If the heart longs for a land it never touched, there must be someone waiting there." He never believed sayings like that. Not until the day he stepped into the silent belly of an ancient pyramid. Hidden deep inside was a tomb more beautiful, more protected, more sacred than anything he had uncovered before. The carvings shimmered softly under his torchlight, spelling a name that felt like a breath against his ear: Nefaru - the One Who Brings Harmony. Seungcheol traced the engraved letters with his fingertips, unaware that his touch was all it needed. He walked away with his notes, his sketches, his logical explanations. He never looked back. He didn't see the gold and dust stirring behind him. He didn't hear the ancient seals cracking open for the first time in three thousand years. And he didn't know that the one buried inside- a boy with eyes like dawn and a soul bound to his- was waking up. Because Seungcheol had returned. Because Nefaru had been waiting. Because destiny doesn't care if you believe in it. It believes in you. #AN Egyptian concept. #b×b #omegaverse

In the heart of Seoul, Choi Seungcheol rules the underworld with cold, ruthless power-his only weakness, the family and brothers he swore to protect. On the other side of the city, Yoon Jeonghan, a quiet doctor burdened by loneliness and a dark past, clings to faith as his only reason to live. Two worlds-blood and shadows, faith and silence-were never meant to meet. But fate has other plans. When their lives collide, love will rise where vengeance rules, and hearts will be tested between loyalty, betrayal, and desire.

They were meant to hate each other. Seungcheol was supposed to vow to ruin Yoon Jeonghan in ways Hell wouldn't even think possible. Yet here he was, vowing to take his enemy as his husband.

"Just so you know," Seungcheol grunts, his voice laced with frustration, "I'm only putting up with you because of my mother. Nothing else." He forcefully pushes down on the accelerator, the car lurching forward. Jeonghan, ever the tease, smirks and playfully buckles his seatbelt. "Aw, sucks," he drawls, his tone dripping with faux disappointment. "I thought we would make such a cute couple, Cheollie." The engine roars to life as the car starts moving. --- Seungcheol had finally managed to find someone willing to play the role of his fake husband for the family gathering, a desperate attempt to save himself from the constant nagging of his family members who were determined to see him married. But the truth was, Seungcheol couldn't stand Jeonghan.

Velvet Trigger- sleek, seductive, and dangerous as hell. In the underbelly of Seoul, justice wears a badge. And obsession wears a smile. Detective Choi Seungcheol follows rules like scripture-cold, unflinching, untouchable. But what he doesn't know that he's being followed. Watched. Hunted. Not by a criminal. Not by a case. By Yoon Jeonghan. The mafia's secret. Seoul's ghost. A man born of silk lies and red-soaked hands. And he's not interested in running. "You don't know me yet, officer. But you will. I'll be the reason you lock your doors. And also the reason you won't want to." When obsession turns personal, when touches are threats and kisses feel like crimes-what happens when the man sworn to protect becomes the one who needs saving? Or worse-wants to be ruined. **Velvet Trigger** is a dark, slow-burn spiral into forbidden desire, blurred morality, and the intoxicating ache of being wanted by the one person you should never touch.

His brother died in a street race. Jeonghan wants answers. When rookie journalist Yoon Jeonghan starts digging into the crash that killed his brother, all roads lead to Seungcheol-underground racer, legend, and liar. Everyone tells Jeonghan to stay away. But the deeper he gets, the more obsessed he becomes. And the more he wants the truth... Even if it destroys them both. "You should've left it alone," Seungcheol said. "Now you're next." This isn't a love story. It's a crash waiting to happen.

Jeonghan Yoon has been called a lot of things-brat, spoiled, dangerously unhinged. The bodyguard industry has another word for him: psychotic. He's a billionaire's son. Beautiful, rich, untouchable-and an absolute nightmare to protect. Jeonghan has never heard the word no-until the new bodyguard Seungcheol shows up. He's everything Jeonghan hates: serious, stone-faced, and completely immune to charm. But he's also hot. Really hot. And worse? He refuses to treat Jeonghan like the center of the universe. Which means Jeonghan has no choice but to test his patience-and maybe his professionalism-every chance he gets.

"You know Ara." The King sighed, "Seungcheol is still grieving over his lost soulmate. He needs to marry and attain the throne, it's his responsibility." "Will his soulmate not reincarnate?" Mr. Kim looked up. "She was cursed, we all know that." "I know, enough is enough. As his mom, I've a plan to bring my son on line. Someone will play the role of his reincarnated soulmate until he becomes sane again." "Who?" "Our Royal Advisor's son, Yoon Jeonghan." Fire and Ice can't exist together, can they? Happy Ending

BOOK #1 "I'm not just a pretty face, Seungcheol. Underestimate me at your own risk." Jeonghan glared at Seungcheol, stepping into his personal space. "You might be a model, but you've just walked into a whole new kind of runway - my world." Seungcheol husked out as he grabbed Jeonghan's jaw, tilting his head up and connecting their lips. One year, without a single slip-up. That's all Seungcheol needs - a marriage of convenience to divert media attention and stabilize his company. But what he didn't anticipate were the distractions Jeonghan would bring into his meticulously controlled life. The real catch? Convincing Jeonghan, the boy he once rejected in high school, to agree to this arrangement. Can they survive a year of this delicate dance, or will old wounds and new sparks complicate their plan?

"I hate you. Every second here makes me hate you more." Jeonghan spat, glaring at the polished man before him. Seungcheol's lips curled into a sinister smile, making Jeonghan gulp. "Good, because love isn't even my style, darling." Seungcheol thrust the food platter in front of Jeonghan. "Eat up; you'll need more energy to hate me." He walked away, closing the door and leaving Jeonghan in darkness once again. What worse could happen than going for a walk the night before your wedding? Jeonghan, heir to a powerful corporation, lived under the protection of his family's wealth. But everything changed when he stumbled upon a gruesome crime committed by Seungcheol, a notorious mafia leader. To keep his secret safe, Seungcheol abducted Jeonghan, dragging him into a world of darkness and danger. Trapped in Seungcheol's underground empire, Jeonghan's hatred for his captor grew, yet he couldn't ignore the twisted connection forming between them. As days turned into weeks, the lines between captor and captive blurred, and an obsessive, dark romance began to unfold. Seungcheol's ruthless nature contrasted with moments of unexpected tenderness, leaving Jeonghan torn between his desire for freedom and a growing, forbidden attraction.