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MYLANN KING x JEON JUNGKOOK Toxic just like we love <3 Mature +18.

MYLANN KING x JEON JUNGKOOK Toxic just like we love <3 Mature +18.

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★ In which a curious mechanic sneaks into an illegal racing club, only to be caught by their #1 driver. ★ 「 ROMCOM • DRAMA • ACTION 」 - SET IN WESTSIDE L.A, 2006. 🏁 #1 in Jeonjungkook, Beyondthescenes & many more. Love you Gatti girlies 💚🖤 ⚠️ ALL RACES ARE WELCOME HERE, JUST DON'T USE THE N-WORD IF YOU'RE NOT BLACK. DO NOT PLAGIARIZE, RENOVATE, ADAPT OR SPOIL! ⚠️ © -kimtaesan ☆

Rule #1: Get the degree. Land the job. Be an adult. Rule #2: Avoid your best friend's obviously cool older brother aka Jeon Jungkook, Creative Director and Co-Founder of deadpixel., the hottest gaming company around. So yeah, you knew he worked here. Obviously. How do you think you got the job? You just didn't think he'd be everywhere. Leaning against desks. Spinning pens between his fingers. Talking in that slow, effortless way that makes people hang onto his words, like he's got all the time in the world and knows you don't. It's fine. Totally fine. Except some days, it feels less like work and more like a game. And Jungkook? He plays it cool, impossible to read, borderline unfair. Like you've somehow ended up in a real-life boss battle, except the rules don't make sense, there's no pause button, and worst of all? You're pretty sure he's already won

❛ 𝙉𝙤𝙬 𝙝𝙚'𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠𝙞𝙣' '𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙢𝙚 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩, 𝙤𝙝 𝙄𝙨 𝙞𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙨𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙩? 𝙄 𝙜𝙪𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙨𝙤 𝙎𝙖𝙮 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙣'𝙩 𝙨𝙡𝙚𝙚𝙥, 𝙗𝙖𝙗𝙮, 𝙏𝙝𝙖𝙩'𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙢𝙚, 𝙚𝙨𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙤 ❜ 𝘑𝘶𝘥𝘦 𝘉𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘩𝘢𝘮 & 𝘛𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘈𝘳𝘯𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘨𝘰 𝘰𝘯 𝘷𝘢𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘌𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥 2𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘌𝘶𝘳𝘰 𝘊𝘶𝘱. 𝘑𝘶𝘥𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘶𝘱 𝘮𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘢𝘭 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭, 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘬𝘦𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 & 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦'𝘴 𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘤𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘬. 𝘈𝘭𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘦, 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘚𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘧𝘧𝘢𝘪𝘳 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵? 𝐀𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐧 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲, 𝐉𝐮𝐝𝐞 𝐁𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐦.

[COMPLETED] Rei's on the cusp of adulthood, and has everything she's ever wanted. But weeks before she starts her senior year a family emergency means she's sent to live in a convent with her aunt in New York. And one night whilst walking the streets of the city, she's witnesses something that changes her life forever... a man's throat gets slit. And so she comes face to face with Jay, where she gets dragged (kicking and screaming) into the dark underbelly of not only New York, but also herself. Cover art by @kthinkerr ***18+!! A smutty toxic sexy bad boy meets good girl story.***

In the world of the wealthy and powerful, an angel finds herself in need of protection, she is assigned a bodyguard - a beautiful and mysterious man. A man with secrets, but one who is determined to keep such an angel safe at all costs. She is drawn to him despite her better judgement, some excitement, some light into such a dark and dangerous life. // "We can't," I whispered, being the one to break the silence between us. The air between our faces was so thick it was almost as if it wasn't there anymore, I could hardly take in a breath. Everything was so warm, and the longer we spent like this, our lips just hovering an inch from each other, I became so much more aware of every way his body was touching mine. I hated him. We hated each other. Yet here we were, desperate to touch. "I know," Was all he said in response, darting his eyes down to my lips again, a small smirk on his face. Out of desperation, the way he had already got me so wound up, my body was overwhelmed by too many feelings. My hands travelled down from where I was grasping his biceps, I soothed my palms down his sides, his warm skin, before I was holding his hips, right above the waist band of the grey sweatpants he had on. He let out a low hum of approval, and a slow smirk spread across his face as soon as he realised what I was doing. His eyes met mine again and he tilted his head to the side, almost as if he was trying to figure out what I was thinking. He then blew out a slow breath, and the smirk on his face only grew wider before he whispered, "Fuck it." *** i loved you as icarus loved the sun. *** Start date - May 5 2022 ***