Neottarius Stories

"Jungkook please, I can e-explai-" "There's no need for that. You don't need to explain anything." "But yo-" "I don't care, you can fuck whoever you want to, it's not like you mean something to me." "W-what are you trying to say?" "It doesn't matter to me, like I've said a thousand times before. You mean nothing to me. Besides, I just fuck you because you look exactly like her." *He brushed his thumb over my cheek* "And no matter what you do, you will always just be my mistress." -------------------------------------------- I loved him, more than I loved myself, I still do. But why does it feel like he is just using that against me? Previously( You're just my mistress )

✔︎ʜᴏʀʀᴏʀ ᴀᴜ 《#2 in Jungkook FF BOCCA》 It's so deceiving. The fact that people with the most angelic faces could be even worse than the devil itself. And by the time I learned that.. It was too late. This is an AU fanfiction. The characters played in the story are not real. Highest ranking #93 in JJK #343 in Horror COMPLETED✔ Bulgarian translate link: https://my.w.tt/H7oBw215T8

☞︎︎︎ʜɪɢʜsᴄʜᴏᴏʟ // sᴏᴄɪᴀʟ ᴍᴇᴅɪᴀ ᴀᴜ ☞︎︎︎𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬. ☞︎︎𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝'𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐌𝐬. 𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐫 Highest Ranking: #1 nct

✔︎ᴅᴇᴍᴏɴ x ᴀɴɢᴇʟ ᴀᴜ "Ugh, I hate you! Go to hell!" "Oh honey, isn't that exactly where I've come from." He hates her. She hates him. And he has no choice but to protect her if he wants to be King.