Jeon Jungkook is a man who gets what he wants. At thirty-five, the ruthless CEO of Jeon Corporation controls an empire built on power, money, and fear. When a scandal threatens his reputation, he decides on the simplest solution- a wife. Not love. Not forever. Just a one-year contract marriage. Y/N is a struggling bartender barely surviving, drowning in hospital bills while trying to save her five-year-old nephew, Jihoo, who is losing his battle with cancer. So when Jungkook offers to pay for every treatment, she signs the contract without hesitation. One year. One fake marriage. One dangerously powerful man. It was supposed to be nothing more than a deal. But living with Jeon Jungkook was never going to be simple. And the moment Y/N signs that contract, she realizes something far more dangerous than his reputation- Because to Jeon Jungkook, marriage was never just part of the scandal. It was the beginning of something far more dangerous. And somewhere between pretending to be his wife and surviving his world... the line between fake and real begins to disappear.

"Please Abhi ji... " she begged, her voice shaky, eyes searching his face for a flicker of mercy. She stepped back until the wall stopped her escape, her chest rising and falling rapidly. She could see it in his eyes-he was angry. But his voice? Too calm. Too controlled. And that scared her more than his rage ever could. He took another step forward, calm as ever, as if he wasn't burning inside. "Jaana, dar kyun rahi ho? Main kuch nahi karunga. Mat daro," he said smoothly, but the coldness in his gaze betrayed the lie behind his soft tone. (Darling, why are you scared? I won't do anything. Don't be afraid.) Her voice broke, laced with panic. "Aapne vada kiya tha... ki aap mujh par zabardasti nahi karenge," she reminded him, holding on to the last thread of hope. (You promised... that you wouldn't force yourself on me,) He smiled slightly, a calm too dangerous to trust."Aur Jaana, aapne bhi toh vada kiya tha ki aap apne boyfriend se kabhi nahi milengi. Aapne apna vada tod diya... ab meri baari " (And darling, you also promised that you would never meet your boyfriend. You broke your promise... now it's my turn.) His hands gripped her wrists and pressed them gently against the wall, not hurting her, but not letting her go either. Then, with a deliberate slowness, he leaned in and kissed her earlobe-sending a shiver down her spine. She squeezed her eyes shut, her heart pounding. She knew this wasn't about love. It was about control. Tropes: Grumpy × Sunshine He fell first, but she fell harder Possessive officer × innocent college girl Obsessed from the first glance Morally grey protector Touch her and you're dead Jealousy in uniform "Stay away from me" × "Make me" Danger disguised as devotion "I'm not good for you" × "I don't care" Trigger Warning: This story contains mature and sensitive themes including smut, manipulation, obsessive love, non-consensual scenes, and emotional/physical coercion .

"Kneel." One word. One word spoken with a dominant voice and he finds himself shutting down. "What do you want me to do, Mr. President?" "Own me." "Now we're starting, kitten." - Arthit, son of the principal, is an all-around nice guy, basketball captain, top 1 of the batch and the school president; all in all, he's just perfect- but when a mysterious transferred student, Kongpob, beats him in a test, Arthit went to him and promised him he'd do anything for him just so he wouldn't be beaten again. Kongpob just wanted to dominate the president. Arthit realized he is just more than willing. But there's more to the mysterious transferred student than meets the eye. What was once Arthit's perfect quiet world, shattered. /not BDSM kind of dom /BDSM from ch. 23 - 34 Started: 2/21/19 Finished: 8/21/20 Characters are not mine. They are exceptionally well-written characters made possible by the great author named bittersweet, author of Sotus, and Sotus.

He craved her submission. To him, she was nothing more than a game to be won- that's what it's said. But but but ..... Witness him cross every line of madness, destroying everything in his path for her. The one who once hated the sight of her now longs to see her, who would burn every existence alive, and ensure that anyone who dares to touch her meets death- he, who would prove his own words a lie. ----- She once longed to sever his head from his neck, to satisfy the burning vengeance inside her- Like everyone else, she saw him as nothing but a monster. But then... Witness her transform into the woman who grows weak for the very one she vowed to hate forever. The woman who sees him in every shadow, in every step she takes. The woman who stands by him, every time, every place, when all others turn away or refuse to believe in him. The woman who sacrifices everything, letting go of all she holds dear, just for him. But will they ever truly grasp the intensity of this feeling, silently planted deep within their souls? ----------------------------------- 🗡 to know join the journey. I bet you'd not regret and get obsessed with this book. HAIL TO - HEARTLESS LOVE !!! (p.s- I've been writing this since 2021, i was young and hence it needs moderate correction, the grammar might suck on the half of the first ten to eleven pages but it gets better.)

Daria Cole never expected her quiet high-school tutor partner to return as the new Mafia King of New York. Nico Costa. Bigger. Colder. Tattooed. And looking at her like she's the only softness he'll ever touch. She thinks they're just friends. He knows better. "Say the word," he murmured against my neck, "and I'll ruin any man who thinks he can touch what's mine." A soft, innocent girl. A very dangerous man. Five years of tension ready to explode. KILL FOR HER IS OFFICIALLY LIVE ON AMAZON! ❤️ 🖤 LINK IN BIO🖤 A Dark Romance #1 Sunshinexgrump (Dec 15th) #1 bwwm (Dec 17th) #1 mafiaboss (Dec 17th) #1 yearn (Dec 18th) First Book : Kill For Her Book Two : Enzo Wow! You guys have been showing so much love! Thank you! Trigger warning: This story contains sexual content and mature themes. Reader discretion is advised.

The Dealer and His Roomie ❦ An enemy to lovers romance. For six months, they're stuck together: a reckless dealer and the girl who never stops talking. He wants her gone. She's not leaving. . . . I scoff. "Wow. You must be a hit at parties." "I am, actually." He tilts his head slightly, studying me. "You, though? I'm guessing you talk so much they don't even need music." . . . Warning- Suggestive Content Drama, Crime, Romance Not a single dull chapter, I swear ;) Ratings- #1 in Roommates (13.04.2025) #1 in Sweet (11.05.2025) #1 in Arrogant (13.05.2025)

I beg to differ that.", I sassed and got out of his grip ready to move out of the room when he pulled me by my elbow and the next second I was pushed on the visitor's chair. He trapped me completely by keeping his palms on the arms of the chair. "I tried to tell you patiently.", I scoffed at his words. Patience and he don't go in a single sentence. He gripped my chin making me look into his eyes."Now listen carefully Miss, I want you for my niece as her babysitter. Tell me how much you'll take and we can seal the deal." This time it was me who blinked once, twice and thrice. "But I don't want to work for you." See the reason was absolutely clear. I liked the kid since the moment I met her but I hated this man from the moment I gazed into his eyes. "How much?" I frowned."You really think your money can make everyone dance on your tips?" "1200 dollars a week." I rolled my eyes making him lean towards me." 1500?" "Make it 15000 and still I won't work for you.", I retorted and pushed him. I walked to the door and gave him one glance."Next time when you talk to me, make sure you keep all your richness aside. That's one thing that I never want to see you again, you self-centred CEO." "We shall see." . . . Brave but lonely. Passionate but sensitive. That's Arielle Summers. For everyone, Money, Assets and happiness may be supreme but to her, self-respect is prime. Cold and reckless. Commanding and ruthless. That was Nicolas Arnold. He only cared for his niece, his Mama and his friends. Love life didn't exist until- she came into the picture. *No Toxic Relationship. No ex-crush/lover/fiance/wife. The male lead is the uncle of the child in this book, he's not a manwhore. There are no trust issues. * Impressive Ranking: #8 in love among 2.31M on 09/04/22 ©2021 ankitawrites_Xx CC: @YT_BookAwards_Covers