Zanne_Days

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

At some point, I had just texted Salin, but he didn't reply. He wasn't answering my calls either. It was frustrating. He could at least explain… why...

— You need to go. — my mother said.

— It's your birthday, Jun-ho! I organized a party, everyone already sees you as a leader. Act like it.

I scoffed. It didn't sound like such a powerful line anymore.

I arrived at the event with everyone bowing respectfully. There seemed to be a stronger sense of acceptance than usual. I pulled a deep breath into my lungs. But it was time.

Goden was my home. Soon, it would be my domain.

Little by little, I started talking to everyone at the party.

He returned