THE CEO | JEON JUNGKOOK FF ✅

When she was 14, Dalia was sold to Matteo Martinelli, the former leader of the largest Italian mafia. Flash forward with his son, Vittore Martinelli as the new leader, Dalia is given to him as a birthday present after years in spent in the "safe house". Dalia struggles to fulfill a promise she made and get her old self back as Vittore tries not to fall for the black beauty. Will they go through all the lies, jealousy, betrayal, envy, lust and murder together all in the name of love?Because at the end of it all, she is still Property Of Vittore Martinelli.* * * "Lift your hand," I said looking at how he held onto his bicep with a tight grip. "Let me take a look at the bullet wound.""No tesoro. I can do this myself," Vittore grumbled and I gave him incredulous look. "Don't start that bullshit with me Vittore. Remove your arm and let me help you or..." I trailed off, not able to say more. I was still in shock but I could do this. "Just... just let me help.""No."I glared at Vittore. "Why are you being so damn egotistic?! Let me help you! Do you know what it was like to find you like... and to..." I couldn't even get all the words out. "Let me help you. Please."Begging wasn't something I'd ever do but I just needed him to let me help him. "No-""Why?!" I suddenly exploded. "Why won't you just let me help you?!""Because I don't know how to handle it ok?!" Vittore suddenly exploded, his dark eyes glaring at me. "I don't know how to handle these... feelings. Fuck tesoro you drive me crazy! Don't you see that? You make me question everything I've ever known and... I can't..." I watched Vittore as his expression turned determined. "Fuck it."He leaned forward and pressed his lips on mine.* * *WARNING! Mentions of death, torture, gore, abuse and other things related to the mafia.

When he denied his own baby calling her a cheater."This baby is not mine."But why god planned them to meet again?"I would like you to transfer in JEON CORPORATION."When he devotes himself to ruin her life. "I'll ruin your life like you did mine."But then what happened to him?"I fvcking don't like to see anyone else near you. You get that?"When he gets to know the truth. What will he do then?🥇1 in #jeonjk (05/04/2024)🥇1 in #btsjungkook (12/04/2024)🥇1 in #jkff (20/04/2024)🥇1 in #jungkook (01/05/2024)🥇1 in #jeonjungkookie (01/05/2024)🥇1 in #jeonjungkook (01/05/2024)🥇1 in #golden (01/05/2024)

Eleanor Caldwell had been engaged from birth to marry the future King Mathew. That all changed when her father died, as wealth and status can only be inherited by men and not by women. Now, she is living the life of a servant on her uncle's estate. Her life consists of a never-ending slew of chores, demands, and back-lashings. She has given up on the life she once knew. But what happens when another Prince, the very brother of Mathew, happens to take refuge on his tour of the country? Will she continue living her poverty-stricken life or will his presence lead to a series of events that flip everything she knows and has dreamed of on its head?

Wattys 2018 Shortlist!!! *First book in a two part series*June 1952-in a world of poodle skirts, convertibles, and rock and roll...At seventeen, Isadora (Izzy) Twiss is forced to accept she has a growing problem, and no matter how much she wishes it away, it just gets bigger. Having a baby out of wedlock is unacceptable. Those who do are shunned by their families and destined to lead a life of guilt and shame. She is forced to "disappear" to a remote island where a nun led home for unwed mothers lies, surrounded by nothing but wilderness. There she meets other girls, all suffering from the same predicament. They bond together, sharing in the heartache that comes with carrying an illegitimate child. Izzy dreams that one day, no matter how far-fetched, love will be hers to have and hold. When a mysterious man arrives on the island, Izzy realizes her dream just might come true.

Belle has not had the best life. Most of it she spent taking care of her sick father while her mother ran off to sleep with other men. So you can imagine her frustration when, only a few months after the death of her father, her mother forces her to come spend the holidays with her and her new family. But what happens when she meets a certain alpha on the plane who claims that she belongs to him?----"Mine. Mate," he said, his deep, husky voice ringing in my ears. His hands tightened around me as his forehead came down to meet mine and he breathed in deeply. I let my eyes close as I basked in the feeling of his arms around me and the delicious sparks that were running through my body. I didn't even know that it was possible to feel this good. I felt his head move from mine as he nuzzled his nose into my neck. I tilted my head to give him better access and he let out an approving grunt.And then I felt him place a gentle kiss right where my neck and shoulder met. My knees went weak, my entire body going numb as a breathy sound came from my mouth. He smiled against my neck, chuckling and taking all of my weight into his arms as I leaned completely into him to stop myself from falling."Hello, mate," he whispered in my ear.------This book is also known as Kidnapped By My Mate.

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This is a creepy Manila Encounters, I just search it on google and I know some of you almost saw the stories in Manila Encounters but whateves I really love creepy stories.READ IT AND HAVE FUN, DON'T BE A SCAREDY CAT!😜

When you're in the mood to feel more miserable and depressed...Try to read one of these poems. I prefer sad poetry and music rather than the happy ones whenever I feel depressed and sad.It makes me feel relieved to think about someone out there going through the same thing as I am and that I'm not alone. It feels nice to feel related and understood.I don't use any special kind of fonts or text format for my poems. Just focus on the words and meaning. You won't see any other errors including the grammatical ones.If you have any other suggestions, please let me know in the comments. But please be kind, don't make me cry☹️Thank you for reading.