She has always wanted to be loved but ended up getting played. |jungwon x reader| |arrange marriage| WARNING ⚠️ strong language Mention of suicide Drugs Intimate moments This is all based off my imagination. This does not relate to the idol Iam just using the idols as characters in the story. (I edited the first few chapters so u might notice a difference:3

❝𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘴.❞ Corruption runs deep within the shadows of Seoul, where the ordinary are often outshined by the elite. In such a society, Park Haerin is an ordinary, hardworking girl attending a private academy that favours the rich. She never expected her predictable life to change; so when a scathing text message meant for her ex lands in the inbox of the school's notorious troublemaker -- Lee Heeseung, a rumoured elite with a horrible reputation -- everything turns upside down. Haerin despises his entire existence, while Heeseung finds her stubborn determination... unusually attractive. But despite wishing he'd never walked into her life, she eventually finds herself relying on his protection when she discovers a secret worth dying for, putting her straight in the spotlight of a powerful chaebol family. ₊˚｡⋆❆⋆｡˚₊ ᴀ ʟᴇᴇ ʜᴇᴇꜱᴇᴜɴɢ ꜰᴀɴꜰɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ enemies to lovers | brother's best friend | slow burn © straylaverse

"Say it to my face," Riki rasped, his hand closing around my wrist and locking it over my head against the door. I held his gaze, my breath burning in my throat. "I hate you." His dark eyes narrowed, a cruel, beautiful smirk slowly cutting across his lips. He leaned in, his chest heavy against mine, his free hand sliding slowly up my waist until his thumb hooked firmly under my jawline, tilting my head back. "Liar," he whispered, his lips brushing the shell of my ear, sending a sharp, electric shiver straight down my spine. "Your heart is about to jump out of your chest, Yura." "Let go of me, Riki," I choked out, but my body wouldn't obey my own voice. His thumb dragged across my bottom lip, pressing down just enough to make my breath hitch. He brought his face back in front of mine, his eyes pitch-black, suffocatingly close. "Make me."