{UNDER EDIT} The Twenty-Hour Contract: A BTS Dark Romance Reverse Harem Fanfic

{UNDER EDIT} The Twenty-Hour Contract: A BTS Dark Romance Reverse Harem Fanfic

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Mia has no purpose in life. She's learned everything she ever wanted to learn. Money is becoming tight. The world pisses her off more and more every single day. She's done. She's so done with this world. Until she meets a drunk Jungkook in a bar in Singapore, and stumbles into a contract that would change the lives of her and the seven members of BTS. Her time, her skills, and her body are no longer hers. For 20 hours a day ... she belongs to one of the members. THIS IS A FANFIC- it doesn't represent the members in any way shape or form i.e. they are not accountable for any weirdness I spout here. Bangtan ... If ya'll see this ... I'm sorry XDDDD I had to cope with life somehow guys.
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