In which Kim Seokjin knows that he's inlove, he's utterly convince that he is... to the point that he's willing to make himself a fool just to keep that person right next to him thinking that it would keep the fire burning but no, when it's over- it really is over.
Seokjin giggled waving his hands when he saw his boyfriend leaning against the wall with a camera on his hands.
He always likes it when his boyfriend is doing his job. The way he tilted his head thinking if the angle is right, the way he let out a small smile when he's satisfied with his work and the way his muscle flex as he held the camera, Seokjin likes t all too much.
Now, he's in the middle of retouching the make-up of the so called handsome and famous model.
"Damn! Why are you such in a rush?" Taehyung asked rolling his eyes.
Seokjin stopped biting his lower lip as he glanced at his boyfriend again then to Taehyung.
"Dont bite your lips. It's irritating." Taehyung said in a stern voice.
Seokjin took in a deep breathe trying to prevent himself from saying something that may pissed off Taehyung.
He put the beauty blender on its place already and he tapped the model's cheeks as he smiled, "All done." He said.
He didnt even wait if Taehyung has something to say or another request as he dashed towards his boyfriend already stopping infront of him.
"Jungkook..."
His boyfriend took a step closer holding his right hand as he let out his bunny smile.
Jungkook is not the photographer for this shoot but he stopped by just to see Seokjin since he's working on the studio near here.
"I dont have enough time now." Jungkook sighed, "I'll just go to your apartment later, hm?" He said.
Seokjin's lips tugged downwards knowing that it's his fault since he took a lot of time retouching the model's make up because Taehyung has a lot of orders which irritated him.
"Give me a kiss." Jungkook said.
Seokjin smiled before crashing his lips against the older. He was about to pull back but Jungkook pulled him even more closer kissing him passionately, Seokjin shut his eyes closed preventing himself from moaning when Jungkook slid his tongue inside his mouth.
Jungkook gave him one last peck on the lips before pulling back gasping for air.
Seokjin looked down with his face flushed a deep shade of red knowing that there's someone who saw them as the staff keeps on walking around.
"Dont do that again!" He said slightly stomping his feet.
Jungkook let out his bunny smile before licking his lower lips winking at his boyfriend that made Seokjin blushed even more.
"Seokjin!"
The make-up artist looks back to see the model eyeing him with his arms crossed. He rolled his eyes and look back at his boyfriend already letting out a faint smile.
"It's fine, babe. I have to go now anyway." Jungkook said assuring the younger.
He gave Seokjin a kiss on the forehead before waving his hands and completely turning his back against his boyfriend to go to his own work.
Seokjin hissed stomping his feet as he walked towards Taehyung who now has a smug look on his face which irritated the hell out of Seokjin.
"Another outfit, retouch my make-up." Taehyung simply said.
He didnt wait for Seokjin's response as he already made his way towards the dressing room.
The make-up artist shrugged his shoulders and just followed the model not wanting to get screamed at again since Taehyung is a lot more moody this day.
When he went inside the room, Taehyung is probably in the changing room already as the curtain is already down.
"I retouched your make-up. How much more do you want?"
He waited for a smart-ass come back from the model but none came so he just let out a deep sigh arranging his make-up brushes.
"Hey, Seokjin! Can you help me put this on?" Taehyung asked.
Seokjin furrowed his brows looking at the door and was about to just go outside and call for the stylist assigned for Taehyung's clothes.
"Can you just fucking go here? You'll just zip this up, pretty."
The younger shut his eyes closed taking in a deep breathe trying to make himself remember that the man inside the changing room is still his damn client who pays him a generous amount of money.
He bit his lower lip and just went inside the changing room. He looked at the model with his eyebrows raised in confusion as he saw that he's just wearing a khaki shorts and a black silk long sleeves.
"What would I even-"
Seokjin was cut off by Taehyung's lips.
The model crashed their lips together that made Seokjin whined. The make-up artist tried to step on the model's foot and hit his chest to stop him but to no avail- Taehyung is much more stronger than he is.
He whined wanting the model to stop whatever he's doing but his actions says otherwise as he stopped hitting the model's chest only to encircled his arms around Taehyung's neck to deepen th kiss.
The model pulled back smiling when he saw Seokjin's eyes shut closed with his mouth slightly parted. He pushed Seokjin against th wall causing for him to let out a moan beause of the pain whifh made Taehyung smirked.
He put his knees up in the middle of Seokjin's legs slightly rubbing it that made the stylist bit his lower lips especially when th model started to lick the side of his face down to his neck and shoulder's blade nibbling and sucking it every now and then, kissing the marks that he's leaving that will be visible for days.
"Tae.. taehyung ah!" He moaned.
He almost cried when Taehyung started to palm his hardened member while sucking on his nipples.
Taehyung pulled away smiling when he saw the younger's eyes screwed shut with his mouth slightly parted.
Seokjin pulled Taehyung closer desperately initiating the kiss as he jumped a little encircling his arms around the model's arms with his legs wrapped around Taehyung's waist.
The model pressed him against the wall kissing his chest licking it every now and then sliding his hands inside Seokjin's shirt that made the stylist rolled his head back because of how good Taehyung's hand feels against his bare skin.
Taehyung made him stood up slamming him against the cold hard wall once again when he almost fell onto his knees. It made Taehyung smile because of how Seokjin is easily submitting to him.
Taehyung cupped the stylist both cheeks kissing him harder on the lips, their teeths clashing against one another showing how desperate are they as the time goes by.
Seokjin arched his back pressing his body even more closer to the model when he felt Taehyung's tongue on his neck. He tilted his head almost crying as he searched for the model's hands putting it on the side of his waist.
"You have a boyfriend, baby. What do you want, hm?" Taehyung teased biting the younger's earlobe.
Seokjin bit his lower lip still with his eyes closed whimpering against Taehyung's feathery touch. He arched his back letting out a small whine, his body aching to be touch.
Seokjin moaned, "T.. touch me. Touch me more, please." He begged.
Taehyung smirked slapping Seokjin's ass for a couple of times making the younger moaned, "Ah! Taehyung, yes."
The model pulled away making Seokjin opened his eyes as if he just got pulled back into reality with the uncomfortable feeling in the middle of this thighs.
He looked down blushing even more when he noticed the hard-on member of the model infront of him.
"I still have work, Jin. Now, do my make-up." He said in a stern voice.
In which Kim Taehyung is willing to risk everything for the love of his life. The friendship that he had for years, the fans whom he loves so much and the career that he worked hard for his entire life. All of it, he's willing to drop everything for the love that he always wanted. But will the fire in his heart dies down when nothing is reciprocated?
Jeon Jungkook is sure that he wont ever meet someone that will play a special role in his life. Because for him, the concept of love is nothing but imaginary. Though, sometimes he wants to believe. But most of the time, he just wants to go with what gives him pleasure. Will he ever change or will the world prove that love is indeed imaginary?
Kim Seokjin feels like there is something that he should be remembering. His heart aches every time upon knowing that he might forgot someone that is so important and played a pivotal role in his life. He's very much eager to find out what is there in his life that it feels so heavy. Not knowing that heaven and hell wont let him, not even once.
All of them came from a very successful and influential family to the point that no one wants to get in their way knowing that they got nothing compared to them. Han Village, where the richest of the rich resides and doctor and lawyer are the only accepted profession. Will the kids ever get to dream their own dreams or will they just be a puppet of their parents? Let's join them through their heart-wrenching journey.
In which everyone around him was just nothing but temptation that he must come over with or else he will lose but as times goes by its fine, its all fine... for that one person.
In which having a child is a lot harden that what Seokjin that it would be. Sometimes, he wishes to have someone by his side even though he's hoping for that only person and no one else but sometimes, he just wants to get through it all.
Kallie, a mute who had been ignored by her husband for five years since their wedding, also suffered the loss of her pregnancy due to her cruel mother-in-law. After the divorce, she learned that her ex-husband had quickly gotten engaged to the woman he truly loved. Holding her slightly rounded belly, she realized that he had never really cared for her. Determined, she left him behind, treating him as a stranger. Yet, after she left, he scoured the globe in search of her. When their paths crossed once more, Kallie had already found new happiness. For the first time, he pleaded humbly, "Please don't leave me..." But Kallie's response was firm and dismissive, cutting through any lingering ties. "Get lost!"
Mia's life is spiraling out of control. Abandoned by her mother, bullied mercilessly at school, and thrown into a household of four dangerously attractive stepbrothers, she's desperate to find her footing. "You look absolutely edible," Sean growled, his eyes devouring her. Mia felt a rush of heat between her thighs "Oh, you think so?" she purred, turning to face him. She reached out and traced her fingers along the ribbon that wrapped around his waist. "Well, I've been waiting for this all day. And I'm starving." Sean's smile grew into a predatory grin. "Then let us feast," he said, and in a flash, the ribbon fell away, exposing his rock-hard length. He stepped closer, and Mia felt the warmth of his breath on her face as he whispered, "You're going to take every inch of us tonight, aren't you?" With Rolex's teasing smirk and Sean's quiet, hot stares, Mia doesn't know where to turn-or who to trust. Every glance, every touch leaves her breathless, confused, and craving more than she should. Will Mia survive their games, or will she lose herself in a dangerous world of secrets, seduction, and forbidden desire? One house. Four brothers. Endless temptation.
"Ahh!" She was in a moaning mess. She did not want to feel anything for this man. She hated him. His hands began to move all over her body. She gasped when he pulled down the back chain of her dress. The chain stopped at her lower waist, so when he zipped it off, her upper back and waist were exposed. "D-Don't touch m-ummm!" His fingers rolled around her bare back, and she pressed her head against the pillow. His touches were giving her goosebumps all over her body. With a deep angry voice, he whispered in her ear, "I am going to make you forget his touches, kisses, and everything. Every time you touch another man, you will only think of me." - - - Ava Adler was a nerdy omega. People bullied her because they thought she was ugly and unattractive. But Ava secretly loved the bad boy, Ian Dawson. He was the future Alpha of the Mystic Shadow Pack. However, he doesn't give a damn about rules and laws, as he only likes to play around with girls. Ava was unaware of Ian's arrogance until her fate intertwined with his. He neglected her and hurt her deeply. What would happen when Ava turned out to be a beautiful girl who could win over any boy, and Ian looked back and regretted his decisions? What if she had a secret identity that she had yet to discover? What if the tables turned and Ian begged her not to leave him?
Betrayed by her mate and sister on the eve of her wedding, Makenna was handed to the ruthless Lycan Princes as a lover, her indifferent father ignoring her plight. Determined to escape and seek revenge, she captured the interest of the three Lycan princes, who desired her exclusively amid many admirers. This complicated her plans, trapping her and making her a rival to the future Lycan queen. Entwined in jealousy and vindictiveness, could Makenna achieve her vengeance in the intricate dance with the three princes?
For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.
Blinded in a crash, Cary was rejected by every socialite—except Evelina, who married him without hesitation. Three years later, he regained his sight and ended their marriage. "We’ve already lost so many years. I won’t let her waste another one on me." Evelina signed the divorce papers without a word. Everyone mocked her fall—until they discovered that the miracle doctor, jewelry mogul, stock genius, top hacker, and the President's true daughter… were all her. When Cary came crawling back, a ruthless tycoon had him kicked out. "She's my wife now. Get lost."