This is a romance fanfiction. It is categorized under the adult variety and contains mature themes. This story includes topics such as insecurity and relatable high school experiences. Some events in this story are inspired by real-life events involving my best friend [ I'll add up some more spices and parts from my own too], whose identity will remain anonymous.
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She never imagined her life would turn out this way-married to a man whose name alone could strike fear into anyone's heart. His gaze, colder than death itself, seemed to pierce right through her, and his past was soaked in blood, violence lingering like a shadow around him. This marriage wasn't a choice made from love; it was made from desperation. Yet now, it wasn't just the fear of him that kept her close-it was the dangerous pull of desire that wrapped around her like a chain. In his eyes, she wasn't just a wife. She was his obsession, his possession. He didn't just want to protect her; he wanted to own her completely. Every touch, every rough kiss, every command laced with dominance burned into her soul, marking her in ways she never thought possible. He was slowly destroying any chance of her being with anyone else, claiming her in every way he could. She had thought she could survive this marriage, endure the coldness of his presence. But now, she was entangled in a deadly game, bound to a man who didn't know how to play fair. His hands, his body, his very existence made her crave the danger she had once tried to escape. There was no way out for her now-because to him, she wasn't just his wife. She was his, and he would make sure she never forgot that. Forever. . . . . . . DarkRomance Arranged marriage ObsessiveLove MarriageOfConvenience EnemiesToLovers SlowBurnObsession ForbiddenPassion EmotionallyIntense ControlAndDominance ForcedMarriage #ObsessiveLove #ForcedMarriage #AlphaMale #DangerousAttraction #TwistedLove #RuthlessHero #PowerAndPossession #PossessiveHusband
She starts to shake a little, and I open my mouth to tell someone to call an ambulance when her hand comes out and slaps me hard across the face. To stay the sting is a shock would be a vast understatement. ________ "Why'd you do this to me?" He just stares at me as if he doesn't know what to say. I push on. "This week. I..." I struggle for the words. "Everything felt so perfect, but it was a lie just like before." I try to jerk again, but I get nowhere. One of his hands comes to my stomach in a protective hold. __________________________________________________ Yoongi has been married to y/n for a year. He's beyond obsessed with his new wife, to the point that he has to hold his true feelings back. If she knew how crazy he is for her, she might push him away. y/n is feeling distance growing between them, and she's worried she's not enough. One night she walks into Yoongi's office, and it changes everything. When Yoongi discovers y/n was in an accident and now has amnesia, he's going to do all he can to make her fall in love with him again. Holding nothing back this time. Warning: It's just as crazy as it sounds and just as over-the-top ridiculous. If you want to get silly with us and spend a little time away from reality, grab this one up!
"Stay away from what isn't yours," they said.
He stood up from the door, his relaxed pose gone as he replied in his low, rumbling tones, "Now, turn around slowly, let me admire you, every inch of you."
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''I hate you. "she shakily spat, her eyes screaming her words. "You hate me? You dare hate me when I am your husband?" Taehyung shouted, his voice traveled loudly. With a shivering body, she once again said, "I-I h-hate you." . . . . ________you can read it as Stand alone
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She's his obsession... How it feels like when the Mafia Prince stalks you ____________Warning ⚠ Dark Romance _________________
"You're my mate," he said. She stopped walking, and he looked at her. Her back was to him, but she'd tensed up. "What?" she asked, turning toward him. He loved her eyes, sharp, brown, warm. "You're my mate, Y/N, which means that little cherry you're saving is all mine." He didn't mean to be crude; it just came to him naturally.
"I will take care of you. You're mine, y/n. I'm not like other men. I won't beat you for your mouth, or hurt you for your anger. No, I'm going to fuck you into submission."
Five years ago, Jeon Jungkook made a mistake. His young wife, Y/N, found out how he lied and manipulated her to get what he wanted. She left him, and he didn't go after her. Now she's back, asking for a divorce. The sweet, calm wife is gone, replaced by a woman fighting to be free from him. But Jungkook won't let her go. She will stay his wife. Y/N fell in love deeply, but discovering Jungkook's lies broke her. They have a son, but she hasn't seen Jungkook since that night. Now, to be free, she has to face him. Jungkook is determined to win her back and won't take no for an answer. Five years apart is a long time. Y/N hoped she didn't love him anymore. She should hate him, but with him back, it's hard to deny her feelings, especially since she still wants him too.
In the opulent corridors of Seoul's elite, where wealth whispers secrets and power breeds deceit, Kim Taehyung reigns as a prince of decadence. Born into privilege, he wears his arrogance like a finely tailored suit, every smirk a shield against the shadows lurking within. Yet, amidst the glittering facade of his world, a tempest named Smith Y/N storms in, unapologetically vibrant and achingly real. Her canvas becomes his mirror, reflecting truths he's long avoided—truths that threaten to unravel the carefully crafted veneer of his existence. Taehyung's life becomes a battleground, with his stepsister Yona wielding ambition like a dagger aimed at his heart. As the heir to his late father's empire, Taehyung is thrust into a high-stakes game where honor collides with temptation, and the line between vice and virtue blurs like ink on parchment. Desperate to shield his legacy from Yona's merciless grasp, Taehyung finds himself entangled in a dangerous dance—one where every step leads closer to the edge of darkness. And when the shadows finally engulf him, he realizes that the price of power may cost him the only light he's ever known. In a world where alliances are forged in silk and betrayal lurks behind every smile, Taehyung's offer to Y/N becomes both salvation and sacrifice. Bound by vows that echo with the weight of destiny, they navigate a treacherous path where love and loyalty hang in delicate balance.But as secrets unravel and loyalties are tested, Taehyung discovers that the true danger lies not in the enemies that lurk in the shadows, but in the hearts of those he holds closest. And in the arms of his bride, he finds both solace and strife—a fragile sanctuary threatened by the storm brewing on the horizon. In the game of power, where the stakes are nothing less than the soul itself, Taehyung and Y/N stand as players in a narrative written in blood and gold. And as the curtains rise on their tumultuous saga, they must confront the darkness within—or risk losing themselves to the shadows forever. For in the labyrinth of desire and deceit, where passion ignites and betrayal burns bright, only one truth remains: in the world of the elite, even love is a weapon, and not all battles are meant to be won. ______
when your boss wants to have a baby with you. The man whom you think is total Bastard even a man whore. . . . . . Before reading this story please hear me out first. First of all this story is hella toxic Straightforward Characters are present in this story. Very very mature chapters. I wouldn't give any warning for age restriction coz you are gonna read it no matter how much I give warnings ( I USED TO BE underaged jeez) And please think about the efforts of my mind here before bad-mouthing in the comment section about me or my imagination.
"Your child?" She looked at him in resentment. "Since when did you start caring about the baby?"
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