Kim Taehyung. The hidden heir of the powerful Kim Enterprises. A man the business world fears but has never truly seen. For reasons no one understands, Taehyung chose to live quietly, working in his own company as an ordinary employee while someone else publicly handles the empire. Reserved. Distant. Impossible to read. Love was never something Taehyung searched for. Jeon Jungkook. The youngest son of the Jeon family. Born into wealth, yet never truly accepted by his own family. Too soft. Too emotional. Too different. That is what they always said about him. While his family cares about status and reputation, Jungkook only wants something simple - a place where he finally feels like he belongs. Tired of Jungkook being a "burden," the Jeon family decides to arrange his marriage with a middle-class employee from Kim Enterprises. What they don't know... The man they chose is actually the real owner of the empire itself. Two strangers. One secret. One unwanted marriage. But sometimes the place we are forced to go...is exactly where our heart was meant to be. 👉Will Taehyung reveal his identity? 👉Will Jungkook finally find the love he was never given? 👉Or will this arranged marriage break two already lonely hearts?

Fear. It dug down deep inside and there is where it took over, suffocating him completely. Molding him into the predator that rose from hell itself. And hell is what he'd become. The voice wouldn't leave him alone. The one who haunted him, a daily reminder of a life he could never have. -death -betrayal (not between Taekook) -top tae -bottom kook -mates -tae may be unhinged -slight angst -memory loss -timeline skips -revenge -some spice -some sweetness -happy ending **pictures and covers do not belong to me. All rights to rightful owner**

[ON HOLD] 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚃𝚊𝚎𝚑𝚢𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙹𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚘𝚘𝚔. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛. 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧'𝙨 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙩𝙝. 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙜𝙤𝙩 𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙧𝙪𝙚𝙡 𝙨𝙞𝙩𝙪𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙖𝙘𝙘𝙚𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧. 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙚𝙭𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙'𝙨 , 𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙨 𝙖 𝙗𝙚𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙞𝙛𝙪𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙩𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢. 𝘊𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘦 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘵 " 𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚 " 𝘰𝘳 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮? A beautiful love story with hesitant steps or awkward talks ♥️. ___The picture used in this fic not mine, the credit goes to rightful owner. ____ #Toptae #bottomkook #bpjungkook #ArrangeMarriage #fluff #Smut #familydrama #Agnst ____________̶p̶l̶a̶g̶i̶a̶r̶i̶s̶m ̶i̶s ̶a ̶̶c̶̶r̶̶i̶̶m̶̶e___________ Ⴆყ- ◦•●◉✿®©✿◉●•◦ Starting --- 02/03/23 Completing--- ________

Kim Taehyung was danger in a tailored suit - all sharp jawlines, cold eyes, and a voice deep enough to crawl under your skin. Every student dreamed of him, but he never spared them more than a glance... until Jeon Jungkook. Jungkook - the university's fragile omega doll. Big brown doe eyes framed by soft lashes, pink chubby lips made for trembling, a body so small yet curved in all the wrong ways for an innocent boy. One forgotten notebook was all it took to catch Taehyung's full attention. One scolding that left Jungkook's cheeks streaked with tears. Later, in the library's quiet shadows, Taehyung closed the distance like a predator. His arms locked around Jungkook, pressing their bodies until Jungkook could feel the heat and strength hidden beneath that perfect suit. Jungkook's breath hitched, his soft hands pushing weakly at the man's chest - but Taehyung only smirked, pinning him against the bookshelf so hard the wood trembled. "Don't squirm, little one," his voice was silk over steel, brushing hot against Jungkook's ear. "I'm only... confirming you." And in that moment, with Taehyung's scent filling his lungs and his body trapped in a hold that felt too much like possession, Jungkook knew the professor's interest wasn't academic at all. ---

Jungkook's back slammed against the cold marble wall of the penthouse, wrists trapped above his head by Taehyung's iron grip. His breath stuttered, chest heaving, eyes wide with both fury and fear. "L-let me go," Jungkook hissed, voice trembling but defiant. Taehyung's mouth curled into a cruel smirk, his free hand sliding down to Jungkook's throat, pressing just enough to make him gasp. "Let you go?" he drawled, voice dripping with mockery. "Darling, you stepped into the Devil's den. You don't leave... you get ruined." Jungkook tried to twist free, but Tae's body pressed against him - hard, unyielding, his suit brushing Jungkook's skin like fire. "You're insane," Jungkook spat. "Maybe," Tae murmured darkly, lips grazing Jungkook's ear before biting down hard enough to draw a gasp. His hand slid lower, forcing Jungkook's legs apart. "But you'll be screaming my name before sunrise." "F-fuck you," Jungkook choked out, shivering. Taehyung chuckled low, dangerous. His fingers dug into Jungkook's thigh, bruising. "Oh, I fully intend to, sweetheart."

💔 "I want a divorce." For twelve years, I've been a ghost in my own house. Taehyung's love belonged to someone else - and so did my children. They call his mistress "mom." Me? I'm just the man who raised them, the one they learned to hate. Now, I'm done being nothing.. No hated comments

"from starting you are mine. no one can separate us from each other my sugar candy"". top tae bottom kook childhood love possesive obssesion jeolousy fluff angst with happy ending💕 let's get it❤ Too much grammatical mistakes