Jimin comes from a family of prestige and power, the only son of a renowned lawyer and a brilliant doctor. With wealth and status surrounding him, one might assume his life is one of privilege and comfort. But behind the grand facade lies a different reality.
His older sister, whom he hasn't seen in years, lives abroad, leaving him even more isolated in a home that often feels cold and empty. At 15, Jimin is on the brink of starting high school, but unlike most boys his age, excitement is the furthest thing from his mind.
As a child, Jimin's life was brightened by his cousin Nish, who came to stay with them. Nish was more than just family-he was a source of joy, the older brother Jimin never had. But as years passed, that light turned to shadow. Nish, once the beacon of his happiness, transformed into the source of his deepest fears, casting a dark cloud over Jimin's life.
Now, as Jimin prepares to enter a new high school, he meets Yoongi, the school's most admired and enigmatic student. But in a world where appearances can deceive, and where trust has been shattered, Jimin's journey is about to lead him into the heart of secrets far darker than he ever imagined.
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BOOK #3
He's like a storm-unpredictable and dangerous.
I knew he was a sick bastard when he smiled after I hit him the first time.
Annoying and obsessive, that's what he is.
I sensed it early on, but I didn't realize just how deep it ran until his obsession latched onto me.
Until I became the center of his world. Until he started flashing that smug, crooked smile my way.
But we can't... we're not supposed to be together.
We're polar opposites-existing in the same world, but never meant to collide.
Yet, he's ready to tear down everything for me.
But it's not that simple. My brothers are monsters. They'll kill him.
And still, he doesn't care.
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Glasses perched on his nose, calm and collected.
Exactly my type.
I knew he was meant to be mine the moment our eyes locked, that intense gaze pulling me in.
And I'll have him, no matter what it takes-by any means necessary, even if it costs me everything. I want to hold him in my arms, kiss him until neither of us can breathe.
But why is it so hard? Why does the world push back so fiercely when it comes to him and me?
I want him. And I will have him.