"These hands.. are the hands of a killer."
I didn't know how to stop loving someone as dangerous, tainted and flawed as him.
His touch was like heroin in my veins, and I was a grateful addict. The contrast between pleasure and pain he always delivered to me. Violence and gentleness. I couldn't get enough.
His face, that looked so pure and innocent. So sweet and beautiful. How could someone like him.. be so messed up from the inside.
Dreams that you think are coming true turn into nightmares.. Especially when you meet your bias Jimin.
but will this hatred eventually turn into love...?
When you finally get closer to him, you find out he's not the person you thought. A dark and twisted side you'd never imagined, mixed with weird kinks and erotica.
[WARNING: This story contains SMUT (BDSM, violence, a lot of blood) and twisted psychopathic behaviour⚠️]