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πŽπ‘π‚π‡πˆπƒπ’ 𝐀𝐍𝐃 πŽππ’πˆπƒπˆπ€π | π‰π‰πŠ by InkOfEpiphany
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(𝙰 π™Ώπš‚πšˆπ™²π™·π™Ύπ™»π™Ύπ™Άπ™Έπ™²π™°π™» πšƒπ™·πšπ™Έπ™»π™»π™΄πš 𝙼𝙰𝙡𝙸𝙰 πšπ™Ύπ™Όπ™°π™½π™²π™΄) ═══ 𝗗𝗔π—₯π—ž π—₯π—’π— π—”π—‘π—–π—˜ 21+ ═══ "One more question, Angel. What are the chances of your wedding getting cancelled if I bent you over this table right now and fucked you until you couldn't remember his name?" The words were so obscene, so shocking, that for a moment, her brain simply couldn't process them. β”€β”€β”€β”€β‹†ΰΌΊπ“†©β˜ οΈŽοΈŽπ“†ͺ༻⋆──── He leaned in closer, his lips almost brushing her ear, his voice dropping to a whisper that was somehow more terrifying than if he'd been shouting. "Imagine how he'll react when I fuck you senselessly. When I bend you over and make you scream my name instead of his. When I ruin you so thoroughly that you forget what it felt like to be touched by anyone else. When I make you mine in every way possible until you can't remember ever belonging to him." β”€β”€β”€β”€β‹†ΰΌΊπ“†©β˜ οΈŽοΈŽπ“†ͺ༻⋆──── "J-Jungkook," she moaned. "Shh. Little Angel, don't. Not just yet. Not until I claim you all mine. But before that, let me give you a little punishment for disobeying me," he said, and she was about to protest. β”€β”€β”€β”€β‹†ΰΌΊπ“†©β˜ οΈŽοΈŽπ“†ͺ༻⋆──── It is a captivating story of unexpected dark romance and the powerful bonds that can grow from the most unlikely beginnings. BE AWARE: Trigger warnings: MATURE CONTENT 18+ (SMUT) SWEARING VIOLENCE/GUN VIOLENCE SELF HARM/SUICIDE (REFERENCES) EXPLICIT LANGUAGE REFERENCES TO RAPE SMOKING/ALCOHOL/DRUGS BLOOD/DEATH/GORE β”€β”€β”€β”€β‹†ΰΌΊπ“†©β˜ οΈŽοΈŽπ“†ͺ༻⋆──── #1πŸ… Jeon #1 πŸ…Jungkook #1 πŸ…fanficromance #3 πŸ…red β”€β”€β”€β”€β‹†ΰΌΊπ“†©β˜ οΈŽοΈŽπ“†ͺ༻⋆──── Started on 13th Feb, 2026 Finished on ?? β”€β”€β”€β”€β‹†ΰΌΊπ“†©β˜ οΈŽοΈŽπ“†ͺ༻⋆────
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"Will your God save you, or let your head roll off?" Prince Kim Taehyung only meant to mock the girl praying in the shadows. He wanted to shatter her naive belief in miracles with the edge of his blade. Instead, she looks him dead in the eye and calls his bluff. Irritated by her quiet conviction, Taehyung replaces steel with raw intimidation. He yanks her into his chest, trapping her in his heat until her breath hitches. "You think your faith makes you untouchable," he whispers, his voice low and teasing. "Let's see if your God saves you when I ruin you myself... right here.. .right now... right in front of him!" ~The Clash of Beliefs. What begins as Taehyung's twisted game to break her spirit becomes an addiction. He frequents the chapel under the guise of keeping watch, constantly challenging her faith. At the same time, she steadily chips away at his icy exterior with her sharp wit and refusal to bow to his intimidation. 'He tried to break her faith with steel. She ended up stealing his soul with a whisper.'