bts mafia

In a time where Mafia famiglias are reigning the world, where the weak always fall into the hands of the strong, and where love has no place in a world full of bloods. Aisha De La Torre, a beauty with her deep violet eyes that can penetrate one's soul. She was said to be the most ruthless female Mafia Boss of all times. With her face of a Goddess, there was a saying where never judge a book by its cover, because beneath that face of hers lies a devil who will spare no mercy and kills you with no hesitation. With deaths and betrayals as she grew up, Aisha never believe in finding that "one true love" her late Mother was saying. Love has no place in this world of killing. *** "What are you daydreaming about?" Aisha look up to see a pair of strikingly deep blue eyes staring right into her violet ones. "Nothing." Aisha answered as her mind wonders to those people who forsaken her and her famiglia. Every single person who takes part of the assasination will perish. I will return the pain my famiglia had been put through a hundred times more painful, Aisha vowed in her heart. Aisha felt his hands circling her small waist and through the backless fitted black dress she wore, she can feel the muscular body of the man as she shudders at the warmth of his breath above her ear, "Don't worry, we will give them the revenge they deserve. You just have to wait patiently for the right time." Aisha almost gasp when he bit her earlobe and spoke in a cold, sinister manner, "After all, revenge is a dish best served cold."

[18+] It was an era where samurai's fought for lands and were in constant battles against each other. The time when lords looked after the lands. When Yuki Mura, a maid working under the Takeda's house decides to help a guest out of plight, the last thing she expects is to be charmed and scammed by a stranger who is none other than the youngest son of the Takeda house, Taehyung Takeda.

“Don’t please,” she sobbed, shaking badly. The fear of her situation was slowly sinking in. “Please let me go, I want to go home.” She cried. He smirked and cupped her face. She immediately stiffened upon his touch and stared into his Smokey grey eyes. “You are home, tara, this is your home now, by my side.” He spoke firmly. She saw the determination in his eyes and her eyes widened with shock. “No!” she shrieked and tried to push him away but he didn’t budge. Before she could retaliate, he had caught her wrists in a vice-like grip with one hand and locked them down while with the other hand, he firmly griped the back of her neck, his fingers digging into her scalp, making her whimper. “Refuse me again tara, go on, I fucking dare you.” He hissed, his eyes blazing with rage, the grey had darkened. But she wasn’t one to give up so easily. “Let me go . . ,” she tried to shout but was immediately silenced by his lips crashing against hers into a fiery harsh kiss. Meet Anissa Ghalib, a young doctor, possessing a strong, kind and confident character. She's a known beauty and has a very high moral sense and regard. For her, family is everything and she would do anything to protect her family. So, what happens when a certain grey eyed crime boss claims her as his? Shehryaar Ghulari, the cold and ruthless mafia leader of the country's most dangerous Mafia; He's a powerful man who gets anything he wants. He's cold, brutal and absolutely inhuman, a borderline psychopath. For him, morals and ethics hold no meaning, Family is nothing. He rules with tyranny and loves every bit of it. What will happen when the country's most powerful and dangerous man becomes indebted to a certain doctor? It starts with a twisted malice, obsession, murder, lust, politics, darkness, sacrifice and love. A story where Innocence clashes with culpability. Simplicity with sophistication. Bloodlust with conscience. Lust with Love. Good with Bad.

"You will be sent to a reincarnation of yourself. Past or future, it doesn't matter." Going from Bangtan Boys fans knew and loved, to a single solo artist known as BTS: Beyond The Scene. Six of the BTS members vanished from the world mysteriously overnight, as if they never existed in the first place. Leaving only the final member of BTS, who remembered everything. He swore to find the other six members of his family. Even if he has to go through countless reincarnations, he will bring his family back together again. Thrown into fantasy worlds filled with mystery and strife, will he survive long enough to reunite BTS, or will he fail? "Will you do anything to find them?" "I will go through hell for them." "Even if it meant surrendering your soul to me?" *** Update schedule: Every 1-2 days at 0000 GMT+8 (WN time) Second place in contest number #66(first half) and winner of the BTS Writing Competition Discord: https://discord.gg/D3Rjpga ^^^wanna see my photos of South Korea? join the discord!

Shanru, a reporter who becomes a Staff(spy) in JM agency where she is supposed to get some interesting news about a boy band called BTS. Every BTS members takes care of her a lot.So, She gets into a trouble of choosing whether to be loyal to BTS or her career.

"Don't please," she sobbed, shaking badly. The fear of her situation was slowly sinking in. "Please let me go, I want to go home." She cried. He smirked and cupped her face. She immediately stiffened upon his touch and stared into his Smokey grey eyes. "You are home, tara, this is your home now, by my side." He spoke firmly. She saw the determination in his eyes and her eyes widened with shock. "No!" she shrieked and tried to push him away but he didn't budge. Before she could retaliate, he had caught her wrists in a vice-like grip with one hand and locked them down  while with the other hand, he firmly griped the back of her neck, his fingers digging into her scalp, making her whimper. "Refuse me again tara, go on, I fucking dare you." He hissed, his eyes blazing with rage, the grey had darkened. But she wasn't one to give up so easily. "Let me go..." she tried to shout but was immediately silenced by his lips crashing against hers into a fiery harsh kiss. Meet Anissa Ghalib, a young doctor, possessing a strong, kind and confident character. She's a known beauty and has a very high moral sense and regard. For her, family is everything and she would do anything to protect her family. So, what happens when a certain grey eyed crime boss claims her as his? Shehryaar Ghulari, the cold and ruthless mafia leader of the country's most dangerous Mafia; He's a powerful man who gets anything he wants. He's cold, brutal and absolutely inhuman, a borderline psychopath. For him, morals and ethics hold no meaning, Family is nothing. He rules with tyranny and loves every bit of it. What will happen when the country's most powerful and dangerous man becomes indebted to a certain doctor? It starts with a twisted malice, obsession, murder, lust, politics, darkness, sacrifice and love.   A story where Innocence clashes  with culpability. Simplicity with sophistication. Bloodlust with conscience. Lust with Love. Good with Bad.

I glared when his hand reached again to my neck. Our faces only an inch apart. His big hand was almost wrapping it whole. His thumb massaging my throat like a feather. "And when I thrust inside of you, I want to hear you scream my name. Every name of mine." "Dante. Adriano. Sol. Di. Angelo." His thumb stroking the center of my neck while uttering every name he owned. His eyes hooded in heat, lust clouding the windows of his soul. "And when you cum, it'll be Dante you moan." --- Hailynn Fleury is a talented painter. Growing up as an orphan, she and her best friend Ethan, always wanted to get back to the people that helped and cared for them. When one of her friends convinced her to auction her paintings at one of her charity events, it didn't take much persuasion knowing the money would go to the orphanage. On the night of the auction, her future took another turn when she saw a handsome man holding a gun. Later finding out that he was a mafia boss with an intention of keeping her from thereon. Witnessing him pulling a trigger to someone would have been the mafia boss' wisest decision to never let her go. Except that he couldn't touch the girl knowing the promise he had with his cousin. Dreams of bedding the girl is no longer an option. But how will he treat his ragazza, really? Find out how both of their lives took a turn- with the aspiring artist and the Italian mafia boss.

"Why are you still here Minji? Why would Taehyung still keep you around to look after me if he already got what he wanted..." His voice was quiet and new tears were silently falling down his cheeks once again. "Because I want to be your side Jin. Will you let me be your nurse and take care of you still? I swear to be a good one and an even better friend." His ears turned red on me and I thought I saw a little smile on his face before it vanished. "I can't do anything for you Minji. I have nothing to offer you. I can't pay you to care for me. Do you still want to be my friend even though I'm blind and penniless now?" I held his hands in mine and although he couldn't see me right now, I was drowning in those dark brown eyes of his. A smile formed on my lips as I look lovingly at him. "Not just a nurse or a friend Jin, but I want to be your eyes too. So if you let me and don't let go of these hands, I'll never let go either. I promise."

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