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Unintended Flame

Unintended Flame

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*An unintended flame-born from a glance, a word, or a wound-burned the castle built on agony, hatred, and cruelty. But what rises from those ashes... love or destruction? *He never meant to fall for her. She was the wound he never saw coming-burning through the walls he built from agony and anger. In a world ruled by cruelty, can an accidental flame rewrite fate?
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Some people leave. Others never really do. Years have passed, but the ache hasn't. It settled in their bones-in every silent moment, in every choice made out of pride, pain, or fear. Jeon Jungkook doesn't talk about the past. He buries it under deals, deadlines, and a name that now holds weight in boardrooms. But behind the tailored suits and cold success, he still remembers her. The way she looked at him when she confessed-eyes full of truth he wasn't ready to face. The guilt of turning away when it mattered most still follows him like a shadow. Luna never got the closure she deserved. She only knew how to survive-alone. Alone in a world that never heard her, and a love that never spoke its truth. They shouldn't have met again. Not when everything's different. Not when pretending is the only way to breathe. But the past doesn't knock. It breaks down doors. And when their eyes meet again, years too late, the air between them is thick with everything they never said. Anger. Guilt. Longing. And something else far more dangerous-hope. Because no matter how much time has passed, how much they've changed... Some hearts never learn how to forget. ___________________________________________ Content Warning ⚠️ This story includes themes of non-consensual touch, emotional manipulation, verbal abuse, toxic family dynamics, mental health struggles, trauma, and obsessive behavior. Reader discretion is advised.

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