"Are you touching yourself, Y/n?" His voice was low, causing the heat in my body to rise. I was a volcano about to explode. I hadn't even fully touched myself yet, and I knew I could've gotten off just from hearing the deep timbre of his tone. "Yes." A gasp left me as a shock wave of pleasure slammed through me. ________ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧'𝐭 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬-𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞. 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐭, 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐰. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐞𝐚 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭, 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐰𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐥, 𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐫-𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞. 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐫. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐞𝐭-𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐝, 𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐢𝐫. 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐈'𝐝 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞. ____________

I looked down at the ring again. He wore it like a promise. I wore it like a curse. _______________ "And giving me the courtesy of an opinion about second marriage? If my words really mattered-if I really mattered-then let me make this crystal clear..." I stepped even closer, until my face was inches from his, until he could feel the heat of every syllable I dropped like a blade against his pride. "Over. My. Dead. Body." His eyes flickered. Shock. Rage.

I'm a diagnosed psychopath with an insatiable hunger for blood and chaos-killing isn't just a pastime, it's my only release. When a prison transfer handed me a rare shot at freedom, I didn't hesitate. I vanished into the shadows, sparking a relentless manhunt that chased my ghost. I found sanctuary in a forgotten house at the edge of nowhere, claiming it-and its owner, Y/n-as mine. My plan was simple: stay hidden, stay deadly, disappear into oblivion. Until she shattered that plan. Y/n wasn't just a scared girl playing damsel. She was a storm-psychic, dangerous, with secrets darker than mine. This became a brutal game of obsession and desire, where the line between predator and prey blurred. And I started to wonder... maybe she's just as fucked up as I am. --- Y/n was like a moonflower blooming in darkness-silent, rare, beautiful, and deadly. Started : 15 june Ended : 17 july

Her breath hitches, just for a second. But I catch it. "So you're frustrated after waiting only two months because there are things between us that don't make sense?" My voice is low, almost amused, but there's a sharpness beneath it. A bite. "Try waiting an entire year." She blinks, confusion flickering across her face. "A year?" Her voice is quieter now, uncertain. "What are you talking about?" _____________________ It all starts with One night stan

"Then get down on your knees," I order. "Show me how desperate you are for it. Maybe then I'll think about giving it to you." ___ ___ My husband Jeon Jungkook. He tore my heart apart with every lie he told. What we had, what I thought was love, was nothing more than a cruel game to him. Now, I'm ready to turn the tables and watch him crumble. _________ __________ __________ Jeon Jungkook x reader contract marriage arranged marriage revenge A bit of domastic violance

"Your child?" She looked at him in resentment. "Since when did you start caring about the baby?"

My sob turns to an almighty cry as I peer down at the man who has somehow managed to change my entire life in the space of a few days. The man who isn't looking at me. The man who doesn't seem to be breathing. The man with a bullet hole in his chest. ___________ Jungkook was the opposite of Jimin. He lived in shadows, meticulous and calculated, while Jimin thrived in the vibrant world of sweetness and spontaneity.

"You're my mate," he said. She stopped walking, and he looked at her. Her back was to him, but she'd tensed up. "What?" she asked, turning toward him. He loved her eyes, sharp, brown, warm. "You're my mate, Y/N, which means that little cherry you're saving is all mine." He didn't mean to be crude; it just came to him naturally.

Y/n starts to shake a little, and I open my mouth to tell someone to call an ambulance when her hand comes out and slaps me hard across the face. To stay the sting is a shock would be a vast understatement. ________ "Why'd you do this to me?" He just stares at me as if he doesn't know what to say. I push on. "This week. I..." I struggle for the words. "Everything felt so perfect, but it was a lie just like before." I try to jerk again, but I get nowhere. One of his hands comes to my stomach in a protective hold. __________________________________________________ Yoongi has been married to y/n for a year. He's beyond obsessed with his new wife, to the point that he has to hold his true feelings back. If she knew how crazy he is for her, she might push him away. y/n is feeling distance growing between them, and she's worried she's not enough. One night she walks into Yoongi's office, and it changes everything. When Yoongi discovers y/n was in an accident and now has amnesia, he's going to do all he can to make her fall in love with him again. Holding nothing back this time. Warning: It's just as crazy as it sounds and just as over-the-top ridiculous. If you want to get silly with us and spend a little time away from reality, grab this one up!

"Am I not too young for those love shit?" ___________________ I once loved Jeon Jungkook-his messy black hair, intense dark eyes, and smug grin that could melt or freeze you. But that all changed when he tried to humiliate me in front of our school. Years later, I run into him again, and he doesn't recognize me. It's the perfect chance for revenge. I'll make him crave me, then walk away. But as we get closer, I find myself falling for him again. Will he break my heart once he discovers my true intentions? _________ 🥇#1 bantan 🥇 #1 kpopimages #5 btskookie