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?
Seokjin shut his eyes closed running his fingers through his hair. He let out a sigh of relief when the last teacher of the day finally dismissed them.
He still has some work to do. He has two clients for today. All he wants right now is sleep since he had too many customers last night but the owner of the club he's working at just simply doesnt care about the well-being of his employee.
Seokjin just shook his head slightly when all the girls squeled when the so called hot students of the school passed by their room.
"They were gay." Seokjin whispered.
That's true. All of them were gay, some of them are even able to conceive a child but the girls doesnt care since they were too hot.
Seokjin went out of the school waiting for a cab as he looked at the boys getting inside their car. He cant help but to differentiate his life with them.
They're living the life that he always wanted.
They were lucky. They were lucky that all they have to do is to wake up and go to school while he on the other hand still needs to work just to survive.
When he arrived at the club he's working at, he immediately went inside the dressing room to change his clothes.
He still doesnt know where he should go. Sometimes, the clients will just rent a room here in the club or they will make him go in a house or mostly in a hotel.
Of course, it is so much more expensive when the show will be held outside of the club.
Soeokjin gulped down when he saw what he's going to wear tonight. It's a pink mini skirt and a black crop top that will surely show all of his curves.
Atleast, it's pretty decent. In his first night here. He remember wearing a lace bra and a coat. All of his skins were showing and it made him feel uncomfortable.
"Hey! Put a make-up on Seokjin! His clients paid so much." The owner of the club yelled.
Seokjin's shoulder slumped down when he heard it. For the veterans, those who's in this job for a long time likes it whenever their clients are VIP. It's different for Seokjin, it's scary if his clients has a lot of money. That means he needs to do everything that they will asked him.
Seokjin is a stripper but not a slut. He stripped for them. He danced while taking off his clothes but he never had any sexual intercourse with any of his clients. He is not a prostitute, that's what he always thinks. He always finds a way to justify what he does.
Seokjin sat on a stool and looked at his reflection. He's staring at himself with a stone cold expression. He hates himself for doing this, he hates how he couldnt even think of a decent job but this.
He hates having to strip every night and let different men looks at his body like he's just a piece of meat. He hates hearing degrading names and he hates being touched by them.
In his contract, it is stated there that he's not going to have any sexual intercourse with any of the client against his will. He's too young for that!
He bit his lower lip when he remembered the old businessman who tried to kiss him. It was horrible! He is naked and that man is on top of him trying to make his way. He is lucky that his bestfriend came right away.
"Our baby is so pretty." The make-up artist named Baekhyun cooed at him.
He pinched Seokjin's cheeks slightly before patting his shoulder.
They love Seokjin so much. He's the youngest stripper in this club and the most in-demand because of his beautiful innocent-looking face.
Baekhyun's heart always break whenever Seokjin has some old clients because they were the most hungry ones. He always feared thag something might happen to Seokjin.
"You going home early today?" Seokjin asked.
Baekhyun let out a cheeky smile, "Minseok is waiting for me." He said winking at him.
"Sweetheart, why dont you just accept your bestfriend's offer?" Baekhyun said in a concerned tone.
He knew it. He's like Seokjin's walking diary. He knows a lot since Seokjin always comes running to him whenever he has some big problems or just some things that is bothering him.
"That's unfair, hyung." He mumbled.
Baekhyun scoffed at the younger's response. He didnt say anything and just put his make-ups in its rightful places since he has a husband waiting for him already.
Seokjin let out a faint smile. His bestfriend is pretty well off- no, he is damn rich. He offered him to just stay in his house and he can give him enough money to still go to school but he refused, he's not a charity case and he doesnt want to get money from his bestfriend.
The owner of the club named Gino called him already. Maybe his clients for today is really an important person because this is the first time that Gino drove him to the hotel.
When they stopped infront of the huge elegant-looking establishment. He looks up with his mouth agaped, this is the first time that he's been here beause all of his clients VIP or not, they are always in a cheap hotels.
How rich is his clients, though?
Gino threw a black coat in his direction to cover his body first so that he could go inside without broadcasting what he came for.
"Who's my clients?" He asked.
This is the first time that he got curious. He usually doesnt care whenever Gino is telling him informations about his clients.
"The one who booked you is a son of an owner of some entertainment company and he's with the young man who owns a record label who's also a son of fucking businessmen." Gino said furrowing his brows.
"They said that it's for their friend? I saw him. Pretty famous though. He's the son of famous idols that I forgot the name of." Gino said scrunching up his nose.
Seokjin slowly nods his head. He slammed the door closed and waved at Gino before going inside the hotel.
Seokjin went inside the elevator looking at his reflection. He realized that his hands are trembling again, it's always like this. He wont probably get used at doing this.
"Calm down, Seokjin. This will be over soon." Seokjin said trying to crack a smile.
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?
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.
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.
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.
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.
Once upon a time, there were two kingdoms once at peace. The kingdom of Salem and the kingdom of Mombana... Until the day, the king of Mombana passed away and a new monarch took over, Prince Cone. Prince Cone, has always been hungry for more power and more and more. After his coronation, he attacked Salem. The attack was so unexpected, Salem never prepared for it. They were caught off guard. The king and Queen was killed, the prince was taken into slavery. The people of Salem that survived the war was enslaved, their land taken from them. Their women were made sex slaves. They lost everything, including their land. Evil befall the land of Salem in form of Prince Cone, and the prince of Salem in his slavery was filled with so much rage. The prince of Salem, Prince Lucien swore revenge. 🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳 Ten years later, thirty-years old Lucien and his people raided a coup and escaped slavery. They went into hiding and recuperated. They trained day and night under the leadership of the fearless and cold Lucien who was driven with everything in him to get back their land, and take Mombana land too. It took them five years before they ambushed and attacked Mombana. They killed Prince Cone and reclaimed everything. As they screamed out their victory, Lucien's eyes found and pinned the proud princess of Mombana. Princess Danika. The daughter of Prince Cone. As Lucien stared at her with the coldest eyes anyone can ever possess, he felt victory for the first time. He walked to the princess with the slave collar he'd won for ten years rattling in his hand as he walked. He reached close to her and with a swift movement, he collared her neck. Then, he tilted her chin up, staring into the bluest eyes and the most beautiful face ever created, he gave her a cold smile. "You are my acquisition. My slave. My sex slave. My property. I will pay you in spades, everything you and your father ever did to me and my people." He stated curtly. Pure hatred, coldness and victory was the only emotion on his face. .
Charlee was left at the altar and became a laughingstock. She tried to keep her head high, but ultimately lost it when she received a sex tape of her fiance and her half-sister. Devastated, she ended up spending a wild night with a hot stranger. It was supposed to be one-time thing, but he kept popping up, helping her with projects and revenge, all while flirting with her constantly. Charlee soon realized that it was nice having him around, until her ex suddenly appeared at her door, begging for another chance. Her tycoon lover asked, “Who will you choose? Think carefully before you answer.”
As far as everyone was concerned, William had married Renee under duress. Now that his one true love was back—and with child—they couldn’t wait for him to abandon Renee. Surprisingly, Renee was candid about the situation. "To be honest, I’m the one asking for a divorce every single day. I want it even more than any of you!" But they brushed off her remark as a paltry attempt to save face. Until William made a declaration himself. "Divorce is out of the question. Anyone who spreads false rumors shall face legal consequences!" Renee was at a loss. What was this crazy man up to now?
There was only one man in Raegan's heart, and it was Mitchel. In the second year of her marriage to him, she got pregnant. Raegan's joy knew no bounds. But before she could break the news to her husband, he served her divorce papers because he wanted to marry his first love. After an accident, Raegan lay in the pool of her own blood and called out to Mitchel for help. Unfortunately, he left with his first love in his arms. Raegan escaped death by the whiskers. Afterward, she decided to get her life back on track. Her name was everywhere years later. Mitchel became very uncomfortable. For some reason, he began to miss her. His heart ached when he saw her all smiles with another man. He crashed her wedding and fell to his knees while she was at the altar. With bloodshot eyes, he queried, "I thought you said your love for me is unbreakable? How come you are getting married to someone else? Come back to me!"
Being dumped by my mate, Ethan, on my dream New Year cruise tour was bad enough. Watching him swap spit with Vanessa? Absolute hell. Enter Lucas-the cocky, sinfully hot hockey Alpha-who claims I'm his mate. But he doesn't want love; he wants revenge, proposing a fake relationship to rile Ethan. Now I'm stuck sharing a suite with the guy who has secrets of his own. Christmas and New Year on a luxury ship was supposed to be magical...not a steamy, chaotic mess. What could go wrong?