She was chaos. He was control. And fate decided they would suffer for loving each other. In their past life, a prince and princess were lovers torn apart by a curse - she died alone, and he lived with the guilt of not reaching her in time. Reborn in the present as enemies, destiny plays its twisted game again. The curse of the two lovers to become enemies. Y/n is a trouble-magnet, wild and unpredictable - and Jungkook is the cold, grumpy boy who somehow ends up saving her every single time. He hates how instinctive it feels to protect her. She hates how easily he gets under her skin. They don't remember each other... But their souls do. Every fight feels familiar. Every touch feels dangerous. Every argument feels like longing disguised as hatred. Is Jungkook protecting her because he cares - or because something darker forces him to? One thing is certain: "If the curse wants to separate them again...he will burn fate itself before he loses her again. " ___________________________________________ " You grumpy , stop right now..!! " Y/n's voice made Jungkook stopped and turned to face her " I'm gonna confess something. something real... " She paused and the next words made Jungkook eyes widen " I checked my schedule and I will make you pregnant by this Christmas.. " Taehyung choked and spit the water on Jimin's face hearing the girl's words. ___________________________________________ Sunshine X grumpy vibes Haters to lovers Childish girl X mature men Possessiveness and jealous ' Hates her but can't let her go out of his sight' #1 in dumb - 18/1/26 #2 in dumb -29/11 #5 in funny romance - 8/11 #8 in jjkff - 8/11

"Jungkook please p-pull it o-out. I-its p-p-paining." "Let me sleep, doll." "Jung... jungkook please." "I swear yn if you disturb my sleep once again. I'll start moving my dick. Then It'll be more painful for you." Yn was forced to marry Jeon Jungkook - Her cousin and the most feared Mafia Leader. They both hate each other. Jungkook is a cruel and dominating person while yn is an ordinary and innocent girl. He punishes her for every single mistake. He controls her every step. Will she survive his dominance or will she fall for him? Dive into the story to find out. ⚠️: This story contains themes of violence, abuse, strong language , sexuality and other mature themes.

❝𝖫𝖮𝖵𝖤 𝖶𝖠𝖲 𝖭𝖤𝖵𝖤𝖱 𝖳𝖧𝖤 𝖯𝖫𝖠𝖭. 𝖲𝖴𝖱𝖵𝖨𝖵𝖠𝖫 𝖶𝖠𝖲.❞ - 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘮, 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦. 𝘈 𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦. 𝘈 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘵. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘵. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘮- 𝘢 𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘰𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘴. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘺𝘦𝘥- 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦... 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳. ©starrtales07

She was once the sweetest girl everyone knew... until one night changed everything. After losing her parents in a planned accident, Y/N Smith disappeared and returned years later as New York's most feared Mafia Queen. Reunited with her childhood friends-including Jeon Jungkook-old feelings begin to resurface while dangerous enemies from the past threaten to destroy them all. In a world ruled by blood, revenge, and secrets, can love survive... or will it become their greatest weakness?

"she's the drug, i am talking about." "She makes me high, with her scent" "She makes me addicted, with her body" "She ruins me, with herself" "She's more addicting, than cocaine" ❥⁠❥⁠❥ "Where's it?" He said calmly despite the anger which is hidden inside him which is about to brust out in my next answer but I stayed quiet. "I ASKED WHERE'S THE FUCKING POWDER ISUEL?" As expected i flinched. He always make me weak in the knees, and he knows his effect. Theres something in him that always makes me feel like he is in control of me. But I dint give up. He need to know I din't sign up to be his personal Therapist just to get scared and back off. "You don't need them" I closed my eyes knowing verry well what's coming next. His anger is something which no one can controll especially when he is longing for that white powder. " you're right, I don't need them, get on your knees cuz I need you" Saying this he started unbuckling his belt... ••• Jeon jungkook × choi Isuel Drug addict mafia × therapist. Au Dark romance. ••• Note :- pls imagine Isuel the way you want. Here in this story I imagined her as a Korean fragile and beautifull woman. Feel free to imagine her the way you guys want. Also note that jungkook is so dominant in this chapter and y/n is sub. But that doesn't mean y/n is a fragile girl who doesn't speak up for herself. Read the story for more info. ••• All rights reserved ©

After a heartbreaking divorce, Chloe Miller is determined to rebuild her life for her two daughters. When she lands a job as CEO Jeon Jungkook's new secretary, she never expects her boss to become the one person who makes her believe in love again. But with jealous exes, painful memories, and countless obstacles standing in their way, their second chance at happiness will be anything but easy.

"That's going to conclude our session today" "Please, come back tomorrow, miss y/n. I really enjoy your visit, especially when it's in this room alone" He rasped sexily. He's sadistic. He finds amusement in her suffering. Then she won't suffer. "don't forget that they're cameras here and all your sessions will be recorded by Jungkook, along with the guards out there, they just need me to press this button to make them walk in, "she said, locking her eyes with him as she showed him the red button. She eyes him silently." I don't have a problem with that " he paused before he continued" but I have one when you come to my cell, showing your ass to the other prisoners, Doctor " he spoke. as she looked at him weirdly, until realization hit her. So the villain can be jealous. Interesting. "Jealous much? " "Yes, after all, you're my therapist not theirs right ??" "The thing that I can say is that the Villain here is jealous. Good-bye, Mr.Jeon." She stood up, arranging her papers before she began to walk toward the door. Leaving him hanging on her words. The villain of her story. ❝She chooses to fall in love with the Villain, Orphic!❞ © all rights reserved ━ © halmoniekoya Highest Ranking #1 in fanfiction #10 in Fanfiction #2 in jungkook #3 Jk #10 Jeongguk

-𝘉𝘰𝘳𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘭, 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘱𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳'𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘸, 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘦𝘥- 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘢𝘳 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦. ©starrtales07

Jung Y/n a campus's bad girl while Jeon Jungkook campus's sweetheart that everyone knows he's with campus's fake virgin Mary, Park Jihyun. That was 8 years ago when they were still young and immature. Now, Jung y/n didn't even like him anymore, the love for him fading away when she knows that he married his lovely girlfriend, Jihyun. But one day all change when he came back looking fine as hell and the most unbelievable thing was he's her new boss. "Aren't a married man look even more attractive than the single one? Just like me. Am I right?" He asked. "So, do you want coffee or tea, Sir Jeon?" Y/n asked one more time. "Any other option baby? I would like to do a tequila shot on your body." "I will make your coffee right away sir!" "Hey! I never say I want coffee or tea. Right now I only want you. Just stay with me and I will give anything you want. Money, expensive jewelry, car, house or a mini-me?" "What do you think am I, Sir Jeon? I'm not your mistress either a slut! I won't take any cent from you!" "I will give you anything you want, baby girl." "I want your life, can you give me that?" "If that's what you want, shoot me baby girl. Use this gun and shoot me in the head, I will take a bullet straight to my brain and I would die for you, baby girl." How can Jungkook bring back the old Jung Y/n, the haughty yet naughty old y/n? Start; 24 September 2018 End; 22 April 2019 Warning; contain an explicit and mature scene read at your own risk. Please don't copy or re-upload my work, this fanfic is 100% my idea and hard work. I do not allow any translation or post my story on other websites. All the characters, incident and places in this fanfiction are fictitious. The resemblance to any person, living or dead and or to any incident or places is purely coincidental.

I knew it. I should have never made a deal with the devil. And him? He was worse than the devil. The cold metal kissed my throat-not a lover's touch, but a promise. I felt every groove of the barrel, every intention behind it. Then he pushed deeper. "I thought we had a deal." His voice. Low. Gravel and gasoline. The kind of quiet that doesn't ask for permission. It takes. I've seen him angry. I've seen him bury men for breathing wrong. But this? He was frustrated. And frustration for him meant dead for me. The gun bit into my skin. I whimpered. Closed my eyes like that would save me. His other hand fisted hand-not holding. Crushing. I could already feel the bruises blooming under his grip. Little purple promises he'd leave behind. "And you never-" His breath hot against my ear. "-fucking break the deal with the devil, kitten." "I'm... I'm sorry." My voice cracked. Pathetic. Begging. I hated it. But I wanted to walk out of this room alive. And he was known for no mercy. So why would he leave someone like me breathing? Then I felt it. His teeth. Not a kiss. Not a threat. A claim. Sinking into my neck like he owned the blood beneath. And I knew what was coming for me. In the devil's syndicate, the throne was never the scary part. He was. _________________________________ ❛Kitten, the devil wrapped in silk, is still the devil.❜ _________________________________ • Tropes • Morally Grey to Black Hero Damaged Heroine Forced Proximity Gun Play Fear as Arousal Revenge by Proxy