"Am I not too young for those love shit?"
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![His Addiction || KIM TAEHYUNG - [#2 of Mafia series]](https://sk0.blr1.cdn.digitaloceanspaces.com/sites/105722/posts/361313/239302658-256-k543943.jpg)
''I hate you. "she shakily spat, her eyes screaming her words.
𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐉𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐎𝐅 𝐉𝐄𝐎𝐍 𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐊𝐎𝐎𝐊 ___________ 𝐌𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝𝐮𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐚𝐩 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞. 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐝𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐈 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞-𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐟𝐭, 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐨𝐫 𝐈 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧-𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐫. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐰, 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦, 𝐈 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐳𝐞. 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐡. 𝐈 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤, 𝐈 𝐝𝐨. 𝐈'𝐦 𝐝𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐤 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲, 𝐜𝐨𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩'𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐚. 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐚𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭, 𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦, 𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭. 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝, 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭, 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞. 𝐒𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐌𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭.
My dreams are ruined. My love is lost. All my happiness... destroyed. Where are you, my lady? I see you in everything-the rain, the wind, the empty spaces beside me. All I want is to wake from this nightmare. Why can't I hear my heartbeats anymore? Why do only your memories live inside me now, haunting me like shadows I can't escape? If I don't find you... then I will say goodbye to this world, to everyone. So please-wake up from this sleep that has held you prisoner for years. Come back to me, before I burn down heaven and earth trying to reach you.
Nerd Rule #1: Never fall for the nanny-especially the one in leather pants. I design worlds for a living-literally. As the CEO of South Korea's top gaming empire, I'm more comfortable debugging code than dealing with real people. But when tragedy struck and my sister and brother-in-law passed, I inherited more than grief-I inherited my six-year-old niece. And I'm no hero. I'm a recluse in hoodies and headphones, running billion-dollar launches from behind my triple monitors. I needed help. Fast. Then she showed up. Y/N-my niece's new nanny. I expected a cardigan-wearing Mary Poppins. What I got? Wild red hair, unapologetic curves, leather pants, and a mouth that gives back better than my AI ever could. She doesn't follow my rules. She rearranges them. She's loud where I'm quiet. Fire where I'm code. And despite everything-despite how wrong it is-I can't stop watching her. She doesn't just care for my niece like she's her own. She sees through me-the socially awkward, gaming-obsessed workaholic hiding behind sarcasm and security systems. And worse? She likes me. Not the billionaire. Me. But love was never in my blueprint. I don't trust easily. Not after losing the only family I had. Falling for her isn't just dangerous-it's a vulnerability I can't afford. Still... I've faced final bosses, game-breaking bugs, and ruthless investors. But none of them terrify me like the way she makes me feel. She's the glitch I never saw coming. And maybe... she's exactly the rewrite my life needs.
![HIS OBSESSION || JEON JUNGKOOK - [#1 of Mafia series ]](https://sk0.blr1.cdn.digitaloceanspaces.com/sites/105722/posts/306435/241900562-256-k321004.jpg)
She's his obsession... How it feels like when the Mafia Prince stalks you ____________Warning ⚠ Dark Romance _________________
I looked down at the ring again. He wore it like a promise. I wore it like a curse. _______________ "And giving me the courtesy of an opinion about second marriage? If my words really mattered—if I really mattered—then let me make this crystal clear..." I stepped even closer, until my face was inches from his, until he could feel the heat of every syllable I dropped like a blade against his pride. "Over. My. Dead. Body." His eyes flickered. Shock. Rage.
![DILF | JEON JUNGKOOK [ Early acess]](https://sk0.blr1.cdn.digitaloceanspaces.com/sites/105722/posts/891614/391917738-256-k76515.jpg)
Her breath hitches, just for a second. But I catch it. "So you're frustrated after waiting only two months because there are things between us that don't make sense?" My voice is low, almost amused, but there's a sharpness beneath it. A bite. "Try waiting an entire year." She blinks, confusion flickering across her face. "A year?" Her voice is quieter now, uncertain. "What are you talking about?" #117
"Then get down on your knees," I order. "Show me how desperate you are for it. Maybe then I'll think about giving it to you." ___ ___ My husband Jeon Jungkook. He tore my heart apart with every lie he told. What we had, what I thought was love, was nothing more than a cruel game to him. Now, I'm ready to turn the tables and watch him crumble. _________ __________ __________ Jeon Jungkook x reader contract marriage arranged marriage revenge A bit of domastic violance #117
"Whatever my queen wants, she gets," author : I have full rights over this story as it was posted by my friend. Now, I have complete access.
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. ______
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
"Stay away from what isn't yours," they said.
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!
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."
"Your child?" She looked at him in resentment. "Since when did you start caring about the baby?"
"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.
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.
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