- A cold CEO of Oddatelier who is obsessed with Barbie Dolls. - A Thai Girl whose dream is to work as a secretary in her dream country, Korea. From the very first time Jennie saw her, something strange stirred inside. A feeling she thought she had long forgotten. Obsession. And it was her. Lalisa Manoban _ "Please... give me back my Barbie doll. Please..." Jisoo didn't move. "I can't live without her," Jennie cried again, clutching the floor. "I swear I'll die if she's not here. Please, Jisoo. I'm begging you. Please give Lisa back to me." - This story is written in English. - #JenLisa #Possessive #Jentop #LisaBottom #lisoo #jenrene

Four years ago, Lalisa Manoban disappeared. No goodbye. No explanation. No mercy. She left behind a life people would kill for- and a person who loved her more than anything. Jennie Kim. At first, Jennie waited. Then she broke. And then-she rebuilt. Stronger. Colder. Untouchable. She learned how to live without answers. Without closure. Without Lisa. So when the headlines explode- "Lalisa Manoban returns with a new film." -Jennie doesn't feel relief. She feels anger. Because Lisa doesn't get to come back like nothing happened. She doesn't get to smile for cameras after leaving Jennie to pick up the pieces alone. And she definitely doesn't get to walk back into Jennie's life. Not anymore. Because the girl who once loved her? She's gone too.

JENLISA JENTOP STORY - Jennie Kim is pretty much what most people think of when they hear the word Casanova. She is handsome, arrogant and plays with the girls, all of whom fall at her feet. At least with everyone except Lalisa. Because she is not only her neighbor and her best friend's little sister, but also the girl who has been irrevocably in love with Jennie since she was a child. Pretty stupid considering Jennie strictly lives by the best friend code. The first and therefore most important rule: The sister is taboo. - Started: 24th February 2025 Ended:

"Take responsibility for your actions, Manobal." Nearly slamming her head on the wall tripping on her knees, she scratched the back of her neck nervously. "How?" As if she asked the stupidest question on this planet or if she walked out of an unpolluted location Jennie Kim raised an eyebrow that one look was enough for Lisa to get the cue. How dare you, Manobal, question me. Don't you know who I am? You're fired! Jump off my building! Don't show me your face ever again! Lisa could practically hear those words echoing in her mind. She shook her head, trying to banish the mental tirade, and cleared her throat with a timid smile. "I mean, it- it was just ...a hug. Nothing happe-" She paused as Jennie Kim's lips curled. " Pathetic excuse, disappointing isn't it, must be good for liars. " Swallowing back the questions Lisa had to blink twice to confirm her eyes weren't mistaken because the simple curl of Jennie Kim's lips twisted upward into a smile. Bad. Jennie Kim doesn't do smile. The grin spread wider. Her heart sped louder. This is so freaking bad. "Ma'am I-" "Put a ring on your actions." A what? Alas, Lisa looked at the grand glass windows. Just tell me to jump off already, woman. The grim is also waiting to take her soul today surely. _____ Lisa always has an incredible ability to be in the worst situations at the wrong time only to meet the wrong person. In her 24-year life, she has ambitions, responsibility, a family to be happy with. But maybe a lover to knot with, to watch the spiciest movies, to hold hands in secrecy still pretending to be strangers to hide she seeks. And her fate seals her wishes cause again Lalisa Manobal got into the worst situation. At the wrong time. She unwantedly found the wrong person or maybe it was always the right one. Still, somehow, even with all the layers the woman who is her boss, AKA also her legal wife, would wear, the moment when Jennie Kim's arms wrapped around. Lisa knew she was screwed up for a long time.

In the heart of Seoul, where the skyscrapers pierce the clouds like jagged glass needles, the name Jennie Kim is spoken in hushed, reverent whispers. To the world, she is the "Untouchable"-the ruthless CEO of Kim Empire, a woman who wields power like a blade and wears her coldness as armor. She moves through the city's high-stakes boardrooms and neon-lit nightclubs with a predatory grace, seeking temporary heat in the arms of strangers to drown out the silence of a haunted past. But across the city, tucked away in a quiet corner where the scent of roasted beans and lavender lingers in the air, exists a different world. Lisa Manoban, the spirited heir to a Thai dynasty who traded her golden cage for a modest apron, runs "Life's Cafe." She is sunshine filtered through a storm-soft, approachable, yet possessing a savage wit that keeps the world at bay. One is a storm of ice; the other, a slow-burning hearth. Melting the Untouchable is the chronicle of their collision-a poetic exploration of guilt, desire, and the messy, violent process of breaking open a heart that was never meant to feel again. #jenlisa #jentop #gp #fanfiction

Love was never supposed to find them like this. For Lisa Manoban, love was always a dream stitched in quiet fragrances and fleeting moments-the kind of forever she once believed in, the kind she bottled in perfume, hoping someone would one day understand. On her wedding day, she waited to be given away, to surrender her future to a stranger chosen by family, her heart caught between obedience and silent rebellion. And then the groom ran away. For Jennie Ruby Jane, love had always been a rumor, a whisper she never trusted. She had inherited empires and obligations, but never intimacy; she knew the weight of expectation better than the warmth of devotion. Cold, untouchable, and unwilling to bend-Jennie had promised herself she would never belong to anyone. And yet, on that same day, she was asked to replace the man who fled. Two women bound not by choice but by circumstance. Two hearts pressed into vows neither wrote. In a world where silence cuts sharper than words, and longing lingers longer than perfume, they must learn whether love can grow in the spaces between heartbreak and hope. This is not a story of perfect beginnings. This is a story of vows rewritten, of glances that hurt and hands that heal, of two souls who were never meant to collide-yet did. This is the story of Her Replaced Bride.

It was supposed to be another easy transaction. Jennie Kim didn't deal in feelings. She dealt in power, cigars, knives, and names that made people flinch. The word sugar baby wasn't something she ever thought she'd say aloud, but the truth was, she was bored. Bored of temporary lovers who faked pleasure and loyalty for a taste of her wealth. So when her assistant sent over a profile ... tall, doe-eyed, Thai ... Jennie expected another easy catch. But Lisa didn't blush. She didn't stammer. She looked at Jennie as if she'd seen something amusing. "You want to buy me?" Lisa purred, sipping wine that wasn't quite red enough for her liking. Jennie smirked, crossing one leg over the other. "Everyone has a price." "Mm." Lisa leaned closer, the candlelight catching the glint of her unusually sharp canines. "Then I suppose you're used to buying people too cheap."

Jenlisa AU. Enemies to Lovers. Here we can find Jennie and Lisa as students at the most prestigious college in England. Jennie as the blonde, wealthy bitchy girl who treats Lisa terribly, who on the contrary comes from a humble family and is openly bisexual. Jennie slightly taller than Lisa *** RATED 18+ for explicit scenes. All rights and credits go to the original author this is just an adaptation

Lisa Manoban is deep in debt, working for a boss who hates her, and has just been dumped by a guy who didn't deserve her in the first place. When Jennie Kim - millionaire, high-flying art dealer and the most beautiful woman Lisa has ever seen - swoops into her life and offers her a world of luxury in exchange for pretending to be her girlfriend, Lisa can't possibly say no. ©️This story is an adaptation, it's not mine. Credit goes to the wonderful and super talented author. Original work: "For Love or Money" by starsthatburn on ao3 Go check out their story, it's fantastic! ©️Also, the cover is from konstantin korovin's 'paris at night'

JENLISA JENTOP STORY - She wasn't what they all thought. She wasn't a monster. She was just a woman of power and will. A woman who loved a woman even though she knew she was always in danger. She was a mafia boss. One of the best kind. She hadn't touched me for two years and she had waited patiently for me for two years. Because she wouldn't come back into my life until I called her. No matter what situation happened to me. Just one phone call and I was hers. "Call me when you're in need, but remember you're mine afterward." "Then you'll have to wait a long time." - WORLD OF FICTION, LEAVE IF YOU DON'T LIKE AND DON'T EXAGGERATE ANYTHING. THANK YOU.