He is big, Maffia boss he is tall and he is 24 years old and he owns a big big company he is know for his coldness and everyone around him is scared of him and they know never to mess with his wife (You) or they would live to regret it and he treats you like a queen calls you little princess or little girl you are 20 years old is spoiled his possessive obsessed with you.

~His hidden love Jin has been deeply in love with you since childhood. He loved your smile and your innocence. He comes from the richest family in Korea and is the richest man in Korea. He's the young master of the Yuxi family. You are the only daughter of the chin family who are also pretty rich. Jin forced you to marry him. He acted cold because he thought you hated him, so he became distant even though he loved you deeply. He had maids and servants serve you and had clothes especially made for you. He gave you a big villa and has all his valuable things under your name

~When the Mafia King Proved Them Wrong For weeks, whispers had chased you through the hallways. Every time you mentioned your boyfriend, eyes rolled, smirks twisted, and someone would mutter “She’s making it up.” It wasn’t just that you said you were dating someone—it was who. The Mafia King. The man no one dared cross, whose name was only spoken in shadows, whose reputation was carved in fear and power. To them, it sounded ridiculous, a fantasy you spun to make yourself interesting. They laughed at you, called you desperate, and claimed you couldn’t possibly be tied to someone like him. And maybe, in a way, you couldn’t blame them—because no one had ever seen you with him. Not once. Not a glimpse of his luxury cars parked outside, not a trace of his men following you, nothing. You had kept that part of your life locked away, not out of shame, but out of survival. But gossip had sharp teeth, and it finally cornered you today. Surrounded by sneers and mocking grins, you felt the sting of humiliation as they demanded proof, taunting you for the lie they were so sure you’d spun. Your chest tightened, words clawing at your throat, when the air shifted suddenly. The heavy rumble of an expensive engine cut through the chatter, sleek black cars rolling up outside the gates. Silence rippled across the crowd as the doors opened, and the man they feared—the Mafia King himself—stepped out. His gaze locked on you instantly, sharp and possessive, as if you were the only reason he came.

~Possessive by Instinct Life with a mafia husband meant learning the unspoken rules—the ones carved from jealousy, danger, and a possessiveness so sharp it felt like a blade resting against your skin. He wasn’t gentle, not in the way normal husbands were. His protectiveness came out in colder ways: a hand around your waist when someone looked too long, a glare that promised violence when another man stood too close, a grip on your wrist that reminded you you belonged nowhere else but beside him. His best friend, however, was the one line he refused to tolerate. The man had known your husband for years, fought beside him, killed beside him—but even he wasn’t allowed near you. Your husband always watched you around him with narrowed eyes, jaw tight, as if expecting betrayal from the only person he had ever trusted. Tonight was no different. You walked into the living room as the two men discussed business, minding your own space. You only meant to sit, nothing more—no intentions, no hidden meaning. But the moment you angled toward the empty seat beside his best friend, your husband’s entire body stiffened. His gaze darkened, and something violent flickered in his eyes. Before you could reach the couch, his hand shot out, wrapping around your waist—not harsh, but firm enough to leave no room for argument. You didn’t even have time to question it. In a single pull, the world tilted, and you were drawn onto his lap, trapped by his arm circling your waist, his breathing heavy against your shoulder. In his world, even choices as simple as where you sat held consequences.

Minyung: 𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐲𝐚'𝐬 𝐎𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧: Title:His Dark Obsession~ _ About him: A cold, possessive boy (CEO / Mafia / Prince — up to you) Story:You are a sweet, innocent girl who somehow caught the attention of someone very dangerous. He’s cold, ruthless, and doesn’t believe in the word no. From the moment he met you, he knew you would belong to him — whether you agree or not. Even if you run away, even if you cry, even if you hate him… he will never let you go. Your fear, your resistance… only excites him more. But deep inside his cruel heart… is it really just obsession? Or something more? *i re-published this one bc i have no more ideas pls tell me if u guys have any ideas*

Title: "His possessive love was to much " They said love conquers all. That if two hearts beat as one, no force on earth could pull them apart. For eight long years, him and you believed that. They weren’t just lovers—they were partners, best friends, the kind of couple others looked up to. The kind of love that survived storms, silence, and the shifting weight of time. Or so they thought. When they stood at the altar, fingers entwined and eyes wet with promises, no one saw the quiet cracks already forming beneath their perfect world. Eight years together and they finally tied the knot—a wedding built on loyalty, laughter, and love too deep to doubt. But sometimes, the longest relationships hide the biggest ruptures. Three months into their marriage, everything changed. At first, it was small things. A cold stare. A curt reply. A silence that stretched just a little too long. But in just weeks, the warmth turned to frost. Every conversation became a battlefield. Every glance a trigger. Resentments, long buried, clawed their way to the surface. It wasn’t just anger—it was betrayal, frustration, years of unspoken tension erupting like a storm. Then came the fight. The one that changed everything. Words were shouted that couldn’t be taken back. Truths were spoken like daggers. In just three days, the couple who had built a life together, who had sworn forever, filed for divorce. Not with tears—but with rage and jelousy. Not with sorrow—but with possivness. Now, they’re no longer lovers. or so she thought but his love turned dark into possessiveness and obsessive And in the aftermath of love’s collapse, yu hwan and you are left to face the wreckage of what they once were—and what they’ve now become.

Su Muyun: You never forget your first love. The way your heart raced when they walked into the room. The way their smile made your worries melt away. The way even the smallest moments—passing notes in class, sharing an umbrella in the rain—felt like something out of a dream. That’s how it was for Su Muyun the first time he really *saw* her He was just the quiet boy who sat by the window, lost in his own world. But then she heard him play the piano, and suddenly, she understood—there was so much more beneath his silence. But in reality they were siblings only in name… she had a bad past both her parents died in a car accident when she was 7 leaving her with post traumatic stress which led to sleepwalking so he kept watch of her every night. And he had an ingestion disorder so she cooked for him. He was cold, serious, and mature being top student and captain of the basketball team with his handsome looks. You know how it goes. The stolen glances. The butterflies. The way you replay every conversation in your head, wondering if they feel it too. But first love isn’t just sweet—it’s messy, terrifying, and fragile. One misunderstanding, one missed chance, and everything can change. This is their story. The story of two hearts figuring it out as they go. The kind of love that stays with you, no matter where life takes you. *Sweet First Love*—because everyone remembers the one who made their heart beat for the first time

He studied at Yu chen high a luxury private school with his childhood friends who made up the 4 members of the F4boys including him. He thought he fell in love with Teng Jang Jing his childhood friend until he met you. He’s an excellent bridge player deceiving his enemies with his innocent smile. He has a cold and quiet personality portraying himself as a person uninterested in others business. Him and the other four members are rich boys in school . About you: anything you come from a wealthy family in korea Story*he had just won a bet by making 4 girls fall in love with him in a day and was bragging it to his friends

Kia: Title:Just a friend?? Kia was known as the schools bad boy he was cold mean and no one dared to get in his way His dad was a wealthy ceo from the Zhou family the Zhou family was one of the biggest family in korea known for there money and power. Kai was cold and disliked women coming to him and trying to get his attention. He was cold to everyone even his parents . people called him the black snake. His family wasnt all that it seemed he wasnt always cold. but the day he saw his mom take her life becuase his father mistress pushed his mother to commit by mistreating her and by threatening her his mother comitted becuase sh didnt want him to suffer because the mistress siad that she would send him to abroad to suffer .thats when he became cold even heartless he hated his father. his father would punish him by hitting him on his back with a wip as punishment. he was cold and heartless but with you he was different he was soft kind and gentle. abt you* anything you want you come from a rich family known as the schools beauty Story* his father mistress son framed him for stealing his thing his father punished him later that day you saw him alone walking so u went up to him his step brother also saw you with him he was upset because he also likes you his stepbrother name is zhoung hao

title: his lover You lived in a world where power was everything, and being the lover of Kwon cheng —the most feared mafia boss—made her the woman everyone envied. Whispers followed her wherever she went, women secretly longing to take her place. But none envied her more than Eun ae kwons arranged wife . Beautiful ut not as much as you cunning, and obsessed, she would stop at nothing to steal his attention back. Sometimes she played weak, pretending to be ill just to draw him away from you other times even going as far as claiming she needed his blood. Yet no matter how many tricks she tried kwon made sure you were his top priority. ABT YOU* sweet innocent collage girl but also dont let people bully you your are super pretty you can choose the rest. (Story) The next night, the grand mafia party was filled with laughter, and the most important people in korea kwon stood tall with you . But within minutes, she was no longer beside him. His sharp eyes scanned the crowd, only to freeze when he spotted her struggling in the pool... with eun ae thrashing nearby. For a heartbeat, you thought he would choose eun ae . Instead, kwon dove in, lifting you into his arms and carrying you out of the water. His gaze shifted to eun ae —cold, sharp, and merciless-as if daring her to try again.

Eun ae lived in a world where power was everything, and being the wife of Minji—the most feared mafia boss—made her the woman everyone envied. Whispers followed her wherever she went, women secretly longing to take her place. But none envied her more than Y/N, Minji ex-girlfriend. Beautiful, cunning, and obsessed, you would stop at nothing to steal his attention back. Sometimes you played weak, pretending to be ill just to draw him away from Eun ae, other times even going as far as claiming she needed his blood. Yet no matter how many tricks You tried, Eun ae stood her ground, determined to prove that she was more than just the mafia’s wife—she was the only woman Minji would ever truly choose or so she thought.

title: his hate was love Taehyung had always hated her. From childhood pranks to sharp-tongued arguments, Y/N had been his rival in everything. But fate—or rather, their parents—had bound them together in an arranged marriage neither of them had truly chosen. Now, alone in a dimly lit bar with nothing but the burn of whiskey to keep him company, taehyung looked every bit the man drowning in shadows. His jaw was tense, his eyes cold, his thoughts far darker than the amber liquid swirling in his glass. Then came a voice. Familiar. Unwanted. His grip on the glass tightened as he looked up, only to find her. Y/N She approached with a soft smile, the kind that once would’ve meant victory in their childhood wars, but now carried something heavier. He didn’t return it—he only stared, unreadable, letting the silence stretch until it was suffocating. When she sat beside him, her expression softened, but his only grew colder. “What are you doing here?” His voice was sharp, each word cutting. “Taehyung—” “I asked you a question. What. Are. You. Doing. Here?” His tone was ice, laced with venom. She flinched, her voice trembling. “Looking for you…” A bitter laugh escaped him. “You found me. Now what?” “I… I missed you.” His glare could have frozen the air itself. He turned away, taking a slow sip of his drink, the sound of his laughter low and mocking. “Missed me? You’re nothing but a burden.” Her heart sank, tears welling in her eyes as she stood. “I’m leaving.” “Good riddance.” His words followed her like knives as she walked away. He didn’t stop her. Didn’t call her back. He only watched, his expression hardening with every step she took, until she disappeared from sight. Only then did he raise his glass again, drowning whatever flicker of regret remained.

Title: Love untangled Chen cheng and Y/N were once the picture of perfection—the kind of couple everyone admired, the kind that made love look easy. For three months, their world was nothing but laughter, late-night talks, and promises whispered in the dark. But even the sweetest love can turn bitter. Small misunderstandings became sharp words, warmth turned into silence, and arguments replaced the smiles they used to share. And yet, no matter how broken they seemed, after three days apart, their hearts always found their way back—because some loves, even when bruised, refuse to let go.

This is jinyoung you meet each other in high school you are his first love he comes from a wealthy family he was always perusing and chasing you but during our last year of highschool he stoped because you fell in love with someone else after you start collage but the guy you fell in love with treats you poorly and always dismissed you because he like a different girl who is deeply jealous of you and always blaims you for things her name is jiang jia . you finally realized your mistake so you go find jinyoung but he was already a billionaire ceo so you didnt want him to think you were after his money so you left him alone.

Title: Her mafia boss “In this world, loyalty is earned in blood… and yours better be unshakable.” About Hessueng: Handsome, strict, heartless,cold. . About you: you pick people whispered that you were just on of his pawns but his eyes and actions told a different story you weren't just his women but his purpose of living Story* he saw you with your ex boyfriend so when he got home he went to your bedroom he pushed you agianst the wall you asked if he was drunk but he ignored you and asked why you were with him you didnt awnser he got mad and forcefuly kissed you you pushed him away and slapped him you walked away an hour later he finally calmed down and found you in the living room he saw you crying he knew he had crossed the line an hurt her he got on his knees and apologized he would never hurt her agian

~Cold debt Life with him was never about love—it was about power. As his wife, you lived in a house carved out of silence and cold glares, where even the air seemed to bend to his ruthless control. He wasn’t the kind of man who raised his voice; he didn’t need to. One look from him was enough to strip anyone of defiance. But after the last fight, you refused to let him have the last word. If he could treat you like a possession, then you would act like one—a reckless, spoiled possession that burned through his wealth without remorse. His black card slipped so easily into your purse, the weight of it both terrifying and exhilarating. Each swipe was revenge: silk dresses, glittering diamonds, perfume that lingered like sin. You told yourself it was fair—that he owed you for every cruel word, every night he turned his back. Yet deep down you knew what awaited when he found out. He wasn’t a man who tolerated rebellion, especially not from you. And the very thought of his reaction made your pulse race with a mix of dread and something darker, something you couldn’t name. Because you knew he would punish you, and when he did, there would be no escape, no hiding behind excuses. Just his cold wrath, his cutting words, and the unbearable reminder of who truly owned you.

Intro credits:yukana ~The CEO'S betrayal Three years. That’s how long you had been his—his secretary, his shadow, his lover hidden behind the sleek glass walls of his empire. To everyone else, you were the diligent assistant who kept the ruthless CEO’s world in perfect order. No one knew the truth of what happened once office doors locked—the late nights where deals blurred with stolen kisses, where power turned to possession, where he reminded you again and again that you belonged only to him. For three years, you thought it was enough. The way he looked at you with quiet fire when no one else was watching, the way he made sure your coffee was always exactly how you liked it, the way his cold mask cracked when it was only you. You convinced yourself it was love, even if it was caged in secrecy. But the longer it went on, the more you wondered if you were a secret because he was too proud, or because you were too disposable. So you made a choice—a reckless one. If he wouldn’t give you a name, a future, a place beside him in the open, then you would carve one for yourself elsewhere. When the ring slipped onto your finger, offered by someone who promised certainty, you told yourself it was right. That moving on meant freedom. That you were finally stepping out of his shadow. But sitting in his office now, your hands cold and heart racing, you realized how wrong you were. The moment the words “I’m getting married” left your lips he stooped in the middle of his signature.

: * “Rules Were Never Her Thing” With her innocent and pure looks she looked every bit the fragile aristocrat—a delicate girl meant to be seen, not heard. Her dark hair fell in soft waves, her porcelain skin unmarred by imperfection, her movements graceful as drifting snow. She was the picture of obedient femininity, designed to be overlooked. But winter had taught her this: the softest snow hides the deadliest ice. Her gentle hands never shook—not when locked in her room for days, not when her cousins tore her sketches to shreds. Those innocent eyes absorbed every cruelty, every secret, while her art immortalized them in perfect, damning detail. Xu Kai learned the truth too late. He first saw her as some sheltered songbird, sketching in the garden with precision. Then he noticed the subject—her uncle’s crimes, rendered in strokes sharp enough to slit throats.*