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It made his skin crawl in disgust.Īnd then Kim Namjoon entered the frame and everything began to come together. He could see the minute imperfections that no one else could. There was not a crease in his skin or a gray hair to be plucked, but he could feel it. Of course, he would never admit that his looks were fading. And, not to mention, he was well aware that he was aging. He was beginning to feel the pressure his father and mother were putting on his shoulders. He was well past the age of marrying at twenty-eight years old. No one was good enough for him and that caused much strife within the family. But the gold spoon that he was born with in his mouth tainted the pool. Naturally, it was expected of him to marry and continue the family’s legacy. And by individuals, he meant potential wives. But he was good at keeping business and pleasure as two distinctly separate functions.Īnd with the life he lived, it was not often that individuals met his expectations. From the moment he was born he was guaranteed power, and that was something he wished to never lose.Īs the heir to a luxury wine company, it was only expected that alcohol, parties, and lewd behavior were set to follow him, and he exceeded those expectations. Everything he wanted was directly at his fingertips and at his disposal. In the late 1800s, he had been granted the privilege of being born into high-class society as the eldest son, the heir to the Kim legacy. He knew that he deserved only the best and nothing less, that was exactly how he had been raised when he was still human. That blend was what led to his damnation. And the sin that he shared with nearly everyone in his “family” was that of pride: a deadly and violent mix. If there was a singular sin that he could fully encompass it would be vanity. Kim Seokjin had not only a pretty face but a brilliant mind as well. I think this is one of my favorite installments of the series! I hope you enjoy the fic and as always I can’t wait to see you in my inbox and my comments. It’s almost one thirty in the morning and I have a quiz so I really should be sleeping.
He had this look on his pretty features as if he had just tasted something bitter, and that look was directed behind you.Ī/N: I have been working on this fic since July and I am so happy that it is finally done and you guys will be able to read it! I really hope the time this took was worth it and that the fic was worth the hype lol. Smooth pale skin, plush lips in a permanent pout, dark eyes, and the widest set of shoulders with a slender waist. It was undeniable that he was the most attractive person in the room, hell, the most attractive person you had ever seen. He looked like a king watching over his people, and you meant that not only because of his position but because of his features as well. There was a man in a roped-off section of the club, a velvet curtain drawn to the side to reveal him seated on an ornate chair. Sure enough, there were a few dark eyes staring back at you - but there was one pair in particular that really caught your attention. Preview: Your eyebrows furrowed as you peered over your shoulder. This is simply written for entertainment purposes and should not be taken as a reflection of my own values, opinions, or morals. I do not condone the acts displayed in this story nor do I believe any members of BTS would actually engage in this type of behavior. Warnings: 18+, NSFW, Yandere, Obsession, Fear, Non-Consensual Kissing, Non-Consensual Touching, Dub-Con, Cunnilingus, Breaking and Entering, Symptoms of Panic/Anxiety, Stalking, Depictions of Gore, Blood, Anger Issues, Dismemberment, MC had a fear of death, MC has agoraphobia, but MC is in therapy (good for her), Jin is kind of an asshole but we love it, kind of pet-playish(?), Jin is basically a sugar daddy tbh
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