It's the day of visitors. But the visitors to Sin-si are unwelcomed, vengeful beom. Unforgotten animosity fills the air and rage collides, soaking the ground with blood. Seven boys take up their weapons to end this fight, once and for all. 7FATES: CHAKHO with BTS ***** Content advisory: this story contains some violence Original story: HYBE Co-planning: HYBE / NAVER WEBTOON

Never fall for your boss... Brooke Masters needs a job. Something safe, steady, and reliable. Losing her accounting gig while caring full-time for her younger sister was a disaster. Now, there's no room for risks-or regrets. Linc Rivers is nothing but both. He's driven, dangerously hot, and in desperate need of help. If he can't save his nightclub, he'll lose everything-and be dragged back to the life he walked away from, including the woman his family still expects him to marry. When Brooke walks through the door looking for work, he knows exactly who she is... and exactly how much he needs her. Their deal is simple: she helps fix the books, he gives her the dance lessons she once gave up. But their chemistry-on and off the dance floor-turns out to be far more complicated than either expected. The steps get closer. The heat builds. And the rules they swore to follow? They're about to break.

"You said you would do anything I said, so jump." I jumped up wrapping my legs around his waist, holding onto his shoulders for support. "I'm going to make love to you, would you like that Juliet?" I couldn't help but moan at the hoarseness of his voice. New in town, Juliet thought finding a job would be hard but when she bumps into Thomas she's quickly thrown into a new environment, she becomes the new secretary of a brute of a boss. This office is full of new relationships. Will she survive in this new environment? Who will she fall for the gentleman or the brute?

"Close your eyes." he croaked, I did as I was told without any disobedience. "Have you any idea how badly I want to kiss you right now?" I shook my head in reply. "Badly, so fucking badly." he whispered as his harsh breath fanned across my cheek. Dark haired and tattooed, Xavier looked like the ultimate bad boy...but weren't bad boys meant to have that boyish charm? The thing is, Xavier was extremely guarded, hot headed and quite frankly, scary. In fact, Xavier was many things but romantic and loving wasn't two of them. He was a building half built, a puzzle with half of the pieces missing... Until he met me. Warning: Bad language (lots of). A possessive delinquent that is guaranteed to make you smile (or cry.)