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Salin just wanted to survive.
Drowning in debt, desperate to pay for his mother’s surgery, he had no way out. The last thing he expected was that one kiss with a stranger would turn his world upside down.

Jun-Ho was cold, dangerous, a mafia heir and scarred by a past that made him reject any kind of touch. He had never felt desire. Never wanted anyone.
Until Salin.

One kiss changed everything. Fear turned into craving. A frozen body stirred. But Jun-Ho didn’t know how to deal with it, so he made an offer Salin couldn’t refuse:

“Pretend to be my fiancé. In return, your debt disappears.”

Salin agreed. Because he had to.
But also... because he wanted to.

Jun-Ho’s gaze promised pleasure. His touch trembled. And Salin wanted more. But Jun-Ho wanted too, and couldn’t act on it. And that slowly tore them both apart.

Salin teased, surrendered, backed off, then tried again.
Jun-Ho burned, torn between fear and longing. Between panic and pleasure.

And when the touch finally happened… it was too much. Intense. Addictive. Overwhelming.

The problem? Neither of them knew how to stop.
What started as a deal turned into obsession, desire, and danger.


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Note: This story has a happy ending. Salin and Jun-Ho grow into a strong, loyal couple. There is no cheating, no love triangle, no tragic breakup, no amnesia, just two people, on fire, healing and choosing each other, again and again.

Mature Content Warning: This story explores psychological trauma, themes related to organized crime, healing, intense romance, and therapy. It includes a chapter with involuntary substance use and an attempted assault. While there are no explicit or graphic scenes, some content may be sensitive. Reader discretion is advised.

New chapters from Tuesday to Friday (usually daily).

(This Book is also being published in Portuguese )

The Deal: Between Love and Favors

Jonas placed a hand on my shoulder, and I was still silently processing what had just happened when a familiar voice echoed down the alley.

— Impressive, Park Salin. — The voice behind me made me spin around quickly, still gripping the piece of wood.

It was Jaeho, standing there with his arms crossed and a surprised smile on his face.

— Were you following me? — I asked, not hiding my shock.

— Of course I was. I've got orders to keep you safe. — He stepped closer, glanced at Jonas, then at me and the unconscious men. — But honestly? I don't think I need to worry that much.

— I... I don't know if... — I looked at him, still dazed. The adrenaline was fading, and the weight of what just happened was starting to hit me.

Just a decision made.