"Um, sir, about earlier, I want to apologize," she stammered, her voice hesitant and nervous. "I didn't mean to call you heartless or a demon." "Seems like you still have the mind of a child. Despite being a grown woman, you haven't matured." His attention remained fixed on the road ahead. "Asshole." "I heard that!" Jungkook exclaimed in a loud, dominating voice. "Good, because I wanted you to," Y/N stubbornly declared, unyielding in her response. Suddenly, Jungkook abruptly stopped the car, bringing it to a halt. "Why did you stop?" she stammered, her voice filled with uncertainty as she looked at her cold and bewildering boss. Jungkook unbuckled his seatbelt, leaning closer to the girl, pinning her to her seat with a piercing glare. His eyes were intense and commanding, exuding a dark power. "Watch your mouth, Y/N, or else I know how to make you stop," he uttered, his gaze shifting between her bewildered stare and her trembling lips. Started: 14 March, 2022 Ended: 25 August, 2022 18+. Contains mature themes such as sexual content and very sensitive topics that may trigger some people. Please do not read if that makes you feel uncomfortable. This is a fan-fiction, purpose that all incidents and occasions in this are all imaginary and all are of my imagination. Any resemblance to substantial life events and species, living or dead, are all purely coincidence.

𝐀 𝐌𝐀𝐅𝐈𝐀 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 "𝗜𝗳 𝗜 𝗰𝗮𝗻𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗮𝗶𝗻 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗵𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝘃𝗲𝗻𝗹𝘆 𝗺𝗲𝗮𝗻𝘀, 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗜 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗿𝗲𝘀𝗼𝗿𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗰𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗼𝘀 𝗶𝗻 𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗹". 𝐉𝐄𝐎𝐍 𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐊𝐎𝐎𝐊, known as the ruler of the underworld, dominates with his wealth and power. His name alone instills fear and commands respect. No one dares to cross him, for they know it would be inviting their own demise. He is a man of great influence, with his reach spanning across the globe. But when he is forced into an arrangement with 𝐘/𝐍 𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐈, the adopted daughter of the powerful Italian mafia, he realizes that money and power may not be enough to control everything. Y/n is a stunning beauty, but her life takes a turn when she is forced to wed Jeon Jungkook after her graduation. Will this marriage work and Jungkook be able to shield his wife from the dangers of his world? And can he become her sanctuary in the midst of his dark reign? ------------------------------------------------------- ©𝐉𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐈𝐂𝐒 𝗚𝗲𝗻𝗿𝗲 : 𝗳𝗮𝗻𝗳𝗶𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗦𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁 : 𝗝𝗮𝗻 𝟬𝟭, 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟰 𝗘𝗻𝗱 : 𝗠𝗮𝘆 𝟯𝟭, 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟱 ------------------------------------------------------- • Don't copy, translate or re-post my work. • Explicit content & strong language. • Completely based on my imagination.

"She loved him in silence. He used her in pain. And somewhere between the nights and bruises, they both forgot what love was supposed to feel like." Y/N was never the girl anyone noticed in school-quiet, average, invisible. Jeon Jungkook was everything she wasn't-smart, popular, magnetic. For six years, they sat in the same classroom... and never spoke once. She loved him from afar. Secretly. Deeply. Desperately. But life moved on. Until seven years later, at 2:13 AM, her phone lit up with a message. "Hey. Long time. Do you remember me? Now Jungkook is no longer the golden boy she once adored. He's broken. Cold. Distant. Haunted by trauma and drowning in escapism. She's a psychology student, learning how minds work-yet failing to fix her own. He needs comfort. She needs love. They find both in each other's arms-over and over again. But to him, she's an escape. To her, he's everything. He pushes her away. Begging her not to love him. Yet every night, he clings to her, whispering: "Don't ever leave me... you will never leave me, right? I'm sorry." And every time, she stays. Even when it breaks her. . . . Warning ⚠️ Mention of Sucide & depression. . . This story is pure fanfiction. No hate comments Please And some chapters might get on your nerves because the girl has no self-respect....but it will get better.

She lived her whole life fighting to prove she was enough. Strong enough to protect the people she loved. Brave enough to stand where no one else dared. And then-he came. Jeon Jungkook. The name spoken in fear. The man who built an empire out of shadows. A mafia king with eyes sharp enough to cut through silence, and a heart no one had ever claimed. When their worlds collided, one stood to protect her family- and the other to break her will. Kim Jiwon wasn't supposed to challenge him. Jeon Jungkook wasn't supposed to notice her fire. But fate doesn't follow rules. When defiance meets power... when fire meets fire... someone will burn. And in a game where pride and danger rule every move, the question is- who will fall first?

⚠️ Please be aware that the following content is solely a part of imagines. The following acts written in the story has nothing to do with the mentioned idol. Read it only as an entertainment purpose ⚠️ "You're not what I thought you were." She looks over at the guy standing before her, confused and awestruck by his presence at the same moment. "You're also not what everyone thinks you are, Sweet angel." His smirk widens, not failing to notice that she has been checking him out, unknowingly so. It all started with a simple bet. A deal. A consensual situation that led them to feeling unknown emotions. Their deal embarked within a most complicated thing and it was never supposed to happen on either of their parts. As their journey started, something they built started to shatter when the monsters of their past made an appearance in their present. It's a game of blood, secrets, twisted emotions, sacrifices, hidden truths and their love is at stake. Jeon Jungkook was the dark, as complicated as it was but Choi Y/n was blinded by the lights she was living in and henceforth she found her comfort in his darkness while her light guided him outside of abyss. 𝑯𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝒇𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒘𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒔𝒚. 𝑻𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓, 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒄. Read the full story in : DIRTY LITTLE SECRETS. ☕ Genre : Dark college romance, Angst, Smut, slow burn, grumpy X sunshine. 🍨 Trope : Mafia AU with college romance.

Friendship is magical but what's more frantic than that. If you find the smiles and touch of the only person you called as a friend, too soothing and railing for your own good. ❝ Say, you don't want it. And I will stop.❞ He had whispered staring at her bewildered gaze which looked like she was fighting between the misery of pleasure she knew she can get. Right here. Right now. Just one word. Yes. Was all she needed to say. And God he knew he was ready to do anything.