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Mine [Taekook Story]✓
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Complete, First published Apr 25
Mature
Kim Taehyung who is a secret mafia no one knows about his secret identity except his mom Jimin Jin



Jeon Jungkook is a simple boy caring lovely but hate mafias

.......what will happen if they both meet each other.......




"You're mine Tae "
"You're only mine koo"


































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𝘚𝘠𝘕𝘖𝘗𝘚𝘐𝘚 "Some storms never end. Some hearts never forget." Kim Taehyung was twelve when his mother died in the rain. He didn't scream. He didn't speak. Only his fingers trembled- and the scent of lavender soaked into the halls of Kim estate like a ghost that refused to leave. Now thirty, he's the cold yet soft, porcelain face of Kim Corp- a man with ink on his fingers, obsessed with clouds and strawberries, and an empire built on rare things: books, birds, broken antiques- and walls no one is allowed to breach. Except the past doesn't knock. It claws. When Jeon Jungkook-heir of another empire and the boy Taehyung once called his moon- is forced into an arranged marriage with him, neither of them is prepared for the collision of memory and myth. Jungkook is twenty-four now, sharp-tongued and sugar-soft, with tattoos hidden under starched sleeves and a paper crane in his wallet- the last thing Taehyung gave him before vanishing from his life. He doesn't understand why he still dreams of that night. Why the word lavender makes his throat close. Why Taehyung looks at him like a prayer he's not ready to say. Tension tangles between them like a ribbon on fire- brat and tamer, storm and silence, the boy who misunderstood and the man who never explained. As business contracts tighten and the shadows of their closed ones stir, the truth begins to bleed- about that night, about the woman who sang lullabies to birds, to clouds and about a love that never died... only hid. Soft hands meet hard truths. Birds sing in storm light. And sometimes, the only way to heal-is to fall apart first
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𝘚𝘠𝘕𝘖𝘗𝘚𝘐𝘚 "Some storms never end. Some hearts never forget." Kim Taehyung was twelve when his mother died in the rain. He didn't scream. He didn't speak. Only his fingers trembled- and the scent of lavender soaked into the halls of Kim estate like a ghost that refused to leave. Now thirty, he's the cold yet soft, porcelain face of Kim Corp- a man with ink on his fingers, obsessed with clouds and strawberries, and an empire built on rare things: books, birds, broken antiques- and walls no one is allowed to breach. Except the past doesn't knock. It claws. When Jeon Jungkook-heir of another empire and the boy Taehyung once called his moon- is forced into an arranged marriage with him, neither of them is prepared for the collision of memory and myth. Jungkook is twenty-four now, sharp-tongued and sugar-soft, with tattoos hidden under starched sleeves and a paper crane in his wallet- the last thing Taehyung gave him before vanishing from his life. He doesn't understand why he still dreams of that night. Why the word lavender makes his throat close. Why Taehyung looks at him like a prayer he's not ready to say. Tension tangles between them like a ribbon on fire- brat and tamer, storm and silence, the boy who misunderstood and the man who never explained. As business contracts tighten and the shadows of their closed ones stir, the truth begins to bleed- about that night, about the woman who sang lullabies to birds, to clouds and about a love that never died... only hid. Soft hands meet hard truths. Birds sing in storm light. And sometimes, the only way to heal-is to fall apart first