"This is just a contract. No feelings. No strings." That's what Kim taehyung told him-smooth voice, sharp suit, and eyes that saw right through him. But Park Jimin  wasn't just anyone. He had walls, scars, and a past he refused to speak about. Yet every time Taehyung whispered in his ear... every time those hands claimed his skin like he owned it... Jimin  forgot to guard his heart. And Taehyung? Taehyung was falling too-just too proud to admit he'd broken his own rules. But even the deepest passion can't stop fate from pulling two hearts apart. And when years pass... The boy Taehyung once touched now wears a military badge. The man Jimin  once loved now rules an empire. Will their flame still burn... or have they both changed beyond repair? Kim Taehyung is the CEO every intern whispers about-flirtatious, ruthless, and dangerously charming. He doesn't do relationships. Only pleasure. Control. Power. -----------------✨ So when his mother hires Park Jimin  as his new assistant-a cold, beautiful man with guarded eyes and zero interest in his charm-Jimin is instantly intrigued. A proposal is made: A secret friends-with-benefits arrangement. No emotions___ No commitments. Just pleasure. But Taehyung has a past he's desperate to keep buried... And Jimin finds himself wanting more than just Taehyung's body-he wants his heart, too. But just when love dares to bloom, life tears them apart. Years later, their paths cross again. Jimin is now a respected military officer, hardened and unreadable. Taehyung, still the CEO-but colder, lonelier, and haunted by the man he lost. In a world where time has changed everything, can broken love find its way back? Or will pride, pain, and the past destroy them once and for all? V X JM COMING SOON__♥✨ ✨ Author–Nim✨

The clock blinked 2:17 AM when Jimin slipped into the dorm room, body flushed and sticky from hours of dance practice. His oversized white T-shirt clung to his chest, damp with sweat, collar slipping off one shoulder to reveal glowing skin.He moved quietly, assuming Yoongi would be asleep—headphones in, face buried beneath blankets.But instead…Yoongi was awake.Sitting up against the wall, shirtless, one knee raised, his dark eyes locked onto Jimin like a predator waiting in silence.Jimin stilled, startled. His pulse spiked.Yoongi's voice was low, gravelly.“You’re late.”Jimin dropped his dance bag slowly, not meeting his eyes.“Practice ran over,” he mumbled, stepping out of his shoes.Yoongi stood, walking toward him with deliberate slowness, bare feet silent on the wooden floor. His gaze roamed shamelessly over Jimin’s body—the flushed cheeks, collarbone slick with sweat, and the way that long shirt barely covered anything.He stopped just inches away, eyes dark.“No shorts under this?”Jimin licked his lips, smirked.“What if I said no?”Yoongi inhaled sharply.His hand shot out, grabbing Jimin’s wrist and slamming him against the wall. The impact made Jimin gasp, breath caught in his throat.“You’ve been teasing me all week,” Yoongi growled, voice low and hungry.“Wearing these damn shirts, walking around like you don’t know what you’re doing…”His lips brushed Jimin’s ear.“Tonight, I’m gonna remind you exactly who you belong to.”Jimin’s eyes fluttered shut as Yoongi gripped his wrists, pinning them high above his head with one hand.The other hand slipped under the shirt—slow, teasing fingers dragging up his trembling thighs, making him whimper.“Yoongi…”“Look at you,” he whispered, brushing his lips down Jimin’s neck, biting the skin there hard enough to leave marks.“Already shaking for me.”Jimin bit his lip.“Then do something about it.”That was all it took.Yoongi lifted him with ease, tossing him onto the bed like he weighed nothing. The shirt flipped up, revealing bare thighs, no underwear, flushed skin.Yoongi ripped his own shirt off, muscles taut with tension, and climbed over Jimin like a storm rolling in.“You don’t even try to hide it anymore,” he murmured, dragging his fingers up Jimin’s inner thigh.“So wet and desperate for me.”He slid two fingers through Jimin’s slick heat, and Jimin’s hips bucked violently.“Fuck—Yoongi—!”Yoongi chuckled darkly.“So fucking loud. You want the whole dorm to hear you, huh?”His fingers teased circles, not giving him what he needed.“You want everyone to know I’m the one making you fall apart like this?”Jimin arched up, panting.“Yes… yes, I don’t care. Let them hear it.”Yoongi’s smirk turned wicked.“Good.”He slipped his fingers in, deep and slow, curling them perfectly—Jimin cried out, grabbing at the sheets.“That’s it. Moan for me, baby.”Yoongi kissed down his chest, lips latching onto a nipple, sucking hard until Jimin was gasping his name.“Yoongi—fuck—I’m gonna—”“No you’re not.”Yoongi pulled away suddenly, stripping his pants off.“You don’t come until I say so.”He lined himself up, teasing the tip against Jimin’s entrance.“Beg.”Jimin’s pride shattered in seconds.“Please, Yoongi, fuck me… I need it, I need you so bad.”“Yeah?” He slid in slowly, filling him inch by inch until Jimin was clawing at his arms.“You gonna be good now, or still act like a brat?”Jimin’s voice broke.“I’ll be good—just fuck me, please—”Yoongi slammed in, full and hard.Jimin screamed.Yoongi’s pace was ruthless—deep, punishing, possessive. Every thrust sent Jimin up the bed, legs shaking, mouth open in silent moans.“You take me so well, Jiminie,” Yoongi growled, sweat dripping from his temple.“So fucking tight around me. Like you were made for this.”“I was—” Jimin sobbed, tears pricking his eyes.“Yoongi—more, please, I’m yours—”Yoongi gripped his hips, driving in deeper.“Say it again.”“I’m yours,” Jimin moaned, voice cracking.“Only yours.”That broke Yoongi.He reached between them, stroking Jimin in time with his thrusts.“Come for me, baby. Now.”Jimin’s body tensed, then shattered.His orgasm ripped through him with a cry, painting his stomach, thighs trembling, breath stuttering.Yoongi came right after with a low, broken moan, burying himself deep, collapsing on top of Jimin as the room fell into silence—only their panting filled the space.They stayed like that.Sweaty. Breathless. Close.And for once, Jimin didn’t push him away .---🗣️🫂:––I always write different ____It's not a book of any story ___Just some scenes ____✨Author––nim✨