-Mini Sequel to Silk Sheets- "Hi, I'm Yoongi." "Hi, I really don't give a fuck." Cover photo by @TheChristianChimChim

"Watch your tone with me, Yuri." "You're forgetting who you're talking to." Min Yoongi has spent his entire life building a reputation that leaves no room for mistakes. At thirty-three, he's one of the city's most respected cardiothoracic surgeons-disciplined, reserved, and painfully aware that some boundaries exist for a reason. Yuri has spent seven years pretending those boundaries don't matter. At twenty-three, she's a psychology student who knows exactly how obsession works. Unfortunately, knowing better has never stopped her from wanting the one man she was never supposed to look at twice. Her father's best friend. The man she's called Uncle for years. Keeping his distance was easy when she was a teenager. It becomes a lot harder when she decides she's done being ignored. What starts as a reckless attempt to get under his skin quickly turns into something neither of them can control. Every stolen conversation, every lingering glance, every moment they should walk away only drags them deeper into a relationship that could destroy everything they've spent years protecting. Some lines are crossed in a moment. Others are erased one choice at a time.

He's twice her age. Brilliant. Rich. And completely off-limits. But hearts don't follow rules. Twenty two-year-old Sarah never expected her quiet college life to be flipped upside down the moment she met him - Min Yoongi. Cold, unreadable, and dangerously intelligent, he's the kind of man girls are warned about. The kind of man she should've stayed far away from. But curiosity turns into stolen glances. Glances turn into forbidden touches. And soon, Sarah finds herself tangled in a love that was never meant to exist. He has a career. A reputation. Power. She has everything to lose. In a world where secrets never stay buried for long, can a love like theirs survive the fallout? Age gap. Forbidden romance. Emotional tension. Welcome to a story where desire and destruction walk hand in hand.

You fell for Min Yoongi, hard, and you thought the feeling was mutual. But you were wrong. He never cared about you at all. [FORMERLY KNOWN AS THE WAY WE WERE] • • • • • • • • Smut. Fluff. Angst. Slow burn. Strong language. I post almost every day. Written by: RMTHIGHENTHUSIAST Assisted by: MELLELUVSBANGTAN Edited by: DEDEBEE3

Aliya didn't realize she was in love with her best friend until he announced that he is getting married. With a broken heart, she attends his wedding where she decides to throw caution to the wind and play with fire with the man her friends (especially her best friend) warned her to stay away from. A man who is all play but stays away from commitments. How long can she keep on playing with fire without getting burned? "I don't know why you'd think that I don't want to speak with you. What you need to know about me is that I am not a charmer like Taehyung or Jimin. I don't sweet talk, I don't hold hands, I don't text unless it's something important and most especially, I don't date. I am not the prince from a fairy tale book who'd rescue you from your trouble and sweep you off your feet princess." **************************************************************************************************** Warning: Adult content, not recommended for below 18 yrs. old readers. ***The story is purely fictional and does not reflect any of the BTS members' actual character. I don't know any of the BTS members although I wish that I do. It's not meant to offend anybody. ****Credits to the owners of the photos used. I just thought they were awesome which is why I used them. Thank you.

Can I, a second wife, ever be loved by a man who is trapped by the memory of his first wife? Or am I doomed to live in her shadows, enduring his hurtful words and coldness, forever yearning for his love?