Tied In Red

Tied In Red

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Romance
Friends to Lovers
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"Put the fucking gun down!" Taehyung's voice echoes in the hallway, trembling with rage and something far deeper. He's aiming a gun straight at the figure holding Jungkook at gunpoint. Jungkook's caught in the middle-eyes wide, breathless. "Hyung, please," he chokes out, eyes darting between the two people he once trusted most. "Just... don't do this." But no one moves. The tension is suffocating. One bullet. One second. Everything could end. And no one knows yet... who the real monster is. ▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎ It all started with a wedding. Two chaotic souls meeting under fairy lights and champagne skies. A whirlwind engagement. Secret notes. And then... silence. Disappearance. Five years later, Jungkook returns-not as a lover, but as a police officer. An attempted murder. The threats have returned. And the boy he once loved now looks at him like a stranger. Love was never supposed to be deadly. But some secrets don't stay buried. And some hearts... don't survive the truth.
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❝𝗜 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗛𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗹𝗮𝗱𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗹, 𝗪𝗲 𝗹𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗲𝗱 𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗼𝗹𝗱 𝗲𝗮𝗰𝗵 𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗯𝗹𝗲𝗲𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴.❞ - Jeon/Kim Jungkook Jeon Jungkook had been touched by darkness long before he knew its name. Six months vanished into silence, leaving behind a boy with hollow eyes and scars no one could see. What returned was not the child who had been taken, but a vessel stitched together by time and quiet resilience. By twenty, his life was no longer his own, married to a stranger, bound by duty, not affection. A year later, he was a widow. Now, fate demands he wed again. This time, to the man he despises most. The cold, unforgiving brother of his late husband. But hatred has sharp edges... and sometimes, it cuts too close to the heart.

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