Voice {Jeon Jungkook FF}

Voice {Jeon Jungkook FF}

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This story is not a y/n story. But of course you could play the character. This story is about a girl named Min Ara who battles with herself, chasing her voice. She only has eyes for one, Jeon Jungkook, who is ultimately a work of art, the body of a greek god, and the richest Chaebol of the country. We know nothing of his background, we just know he's rich. Everything feels like a dream until one day he disappears only to return after 6 years. ~ "Jealousy is a form of hatred built upon insecurity" "Don't raise your voice at me, you speak, move and look when I say. You belong to me and only me princess. Including your voice." "I'm happy, if you are. So, please, whether it's with him, me or someone else, be happy." "I need you" WARNING: Smut, Sexual Abuse, Pyhsical Abuse, Violence ahead. Read at your own risk. DISCLAIMER: I wrote this when I was 15 years old so it's under heavy editing. Chapters will be uploaded by end of June 2022 ✌🏻
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What happens when the dangerous Mafia does not want your money but something else in return? Are you ready to freeze at his cold stare and burn with the intensity of his closeness? ・↝ "Why? I did my part of job, now you are to do the same." He husked, pulling me more closer to his chest and his hand now brushing against my clothed arm, I jerked it away immediately, "I-i did already, I cleaned the whole room!" I spoke, desperately trying to be freed. "Didn't you said you would provide me 'special service'?" He asked, making me look up as I realised what he meant. He was smirking at my state while I was suddenly feeling more scared of him, "I-i am sorry I-i can't do that." I tried to say. "Do what?" He was playing around with me, I think he loved seeing me scared of him. _______________________________________ "How does it feel? To loose a loved one?" "How does it feel? To kill a loved one?" The truth is that, we can never escape our own deeds, no matter how much we run, we always end up circling around our fate. ________________________________________ "You killed her!" We both screamed in rage, eyes bloodshot red and hatred filled in our eyes. "Don't. You dare to lie. Again." He growled, grabbing my jaw in anger. I let my tears run down a river again, glaring at him with all the hatred I had built in my heart for him. "Asshole!" I muttered with a smirk, his eyes piercing my soul in half. ❥are you ready,darling? _____________________________________ ☞strong language+ mention of violence, suicide,etc. ☞death of a really important and beloved character! ☞Mafia au, angst.

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