🔞 WARNING 🔞 This story contains mature themes, toxic obsession, possessiveness, forced marriage, emotional intensity, jealousy, age-gap dynamics, dark romance elements, and strong language. Read only if you are comfortable with morally grey characters and intense romance. Jimin: "If she dies... I'm going to kill myself. But before I do, Taehyung... I will make sure I take you with me." His unholy addiction [ft. Park Jimin] "She fell first... but he fell harder." Mira spent her entire life loving her cousin, Jimin - the cold, untouchable man everyone feared but she could never stop admiring. Since childhood, he was her safe place, her first love, and the one person her heart always chose. But loving Jimin was never easy. He was dangerous, unreadable, and far too powerful for someone as soft and shy as her. Everything changes when a forced marriage ties them together. Until the day he realizes she might leave him forever. And that's when the scary boy everyone feared becomes a man hopelessly obsessed with keeping her. A story where love turns dangerous, obsession feels tender, and the boy who never believed in love falls the hardest of all.

He's the type of boy angels would protect. And he's the type of man even the devil would fear. Kim Taehyung - soft skin, sharp tongue, pretty eyes, dangerous innocence. A boy who can switch from shy to sinful with just one look. Jeon Jungkook - billionaire, mafia king, obsessed villain, or cold CEO depending on the night... But in every universe, he falls to his knees for only one person. Every chapter is a new Taekook. New roles. New sins. New chemistry. One rule: Jungkook always breaks first. From toxic love to forbidden desire, from enemies to lovers to strangers in a hotel room... Prepare for a collection of oneshots where Taehyung is the temptation- and Jungkook is the man who destroys worlds just to touch him. 18+ | Smut, Dark Romance, Roleplay AU, Kook Top × Tae Bottom. Welcome to a book where every page burns.

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꒰ ⠀ ⠀ 𝓐𝐜𝖼ⓞᥙ𝚗t 𝓡𝗮𝚝𝐢𝓷g 𝓢𝚑𝗼𝓹 ⠀ ⠀ ୨୧ ⠀ ⠀for your pretty accounts ⠀ ⠀✴ 🍴 ⠀ ⠀ㆍ ㆍ ㆍ ⠀ ⠀ a̲e̲s̲t̲h̲e̲t̲i̲c̲ ⠀ ⠀ ⪩ ⪨ 𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟼 ⠀ ― ⠀❪ 𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟽 ❫ ⠀ ⠀Ⓒ 𝕺𝖿𝖿іᥴіᥲᥣᥣᥡ𝕳ᥡᥙᥒȷіᥒᥒіᥱ

──────── *ೃ ‍୨ 𝐀𝐆𝐎𝐑𝐀 𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐒. ୧ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ❝ 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗉𝖾𝗈𝗉𝗅𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝗈 ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗅𝖾 𝗂𝗍 ❞ ꗃ𝓘𝗻 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝖼𝗁ㅤ:: 𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗌𝖾𝗎𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗻𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝖺 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗒 𝗁𝗈𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗒 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗉𝗅𝖾𝗌 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖽𝖾𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖾𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝖻𝖾 𝖻𝗈𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗹 𝖺 𝖼𝖾𝗋𝗍𝖺𝗂𝗇 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗇'𝗌 𝗮𝗿𝗿𝗶𝘃𝗮𝗹. 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗎𝖽𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀𝗻'𝘁 𝘁𝗼𝗼 𝗯𝗼𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝗻𝘆𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲. ❪ ✦ ❫ . 𝓗𝗲𝗲𝗃𝖺𝗄𝖾ㅤㅤ┈─𝗽𝗿𝗶𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆 𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗽. ❪ ✦ ❫ . 𝓜𝗼𝗱𝖾𝗋𝗇ㅤㅤ┈─𝘀𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴. ❪ ✦ ❫ . 𝓞𝗺𝗲𝗴𝗮𝖵𝖾𝗋𝖾ㅤㅤ┈─𝗮𝗹𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝘂𝗻𝗶𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗲. ੭ 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗲𝗱 : 06.07.2026 ੭ 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝘁𝘂𝘀 : 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗉𝗅𝖾𝗍𝖾

"Taehyung, do you know what these baby's breath symbolise?" Seulbi asked, holding the delicate flowers in her hands. "Um, I don't know," Taehyung replied, causing Seulbi to smile. "No worries, I was just curious. Baby breaths symbolize innocence, pure love, and everlasting love-meaning a love that lasts forever," Seulbi explained. Taehyung's eyes widened in surprise as he processed her words, looking at her with affection. "Wow! That's really wonderful," Taehyung said, making Seulbi giggle. "I know, right? That's why it's my favourite flower." She paused for a moment. "Taehyung, would you make me a field full of baby's breath?" Seulbi asked, gazing into his eyes with hope. "Of course, Seulbi. Why not?" Taehyung agreed enthusiastically. ©ㅤ──ㅤlynficzㅤㅤallㅤrightsㅤreserved.

❝Stop judging me so hard, Mr. Jeon. People have 𝘴𝘦𝘹. Get over it!❞ "I'm not judging you; I'm judging him," his dark voice went traveling down your sweet panties. "He came in two minutes." "So?" Hot embarrassment. That's what is on your face. "I can fuck way better than that." He casually cleaned his firearm before putting it back in the holster. His formal shirt stretched over his muscular pecs, the on-guard position, and his always attentive eyes. Your bodyguard's sex appeal ran miles, and you had never not noticed. He made you feel hot. One wrong move from anyone towards you, and he looked like he would break and skewer limbs. You felt so...𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙩𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙙. So cared for. So his. "No one cares about how you fuck," you shoot back. He drops his eyes, a swishing glance at your body. Emotions hardly betrayed his face. He assessed me like he could see my body and feel me. Break down the actions of my young body and read them like an open book. "Your nipples tell a different story, babydoll."