PROLOGUE
AUTHOR’S NOTE & INTRO
Welcome to the Second Season of My Cruel Husband (Book 2 of My Bed Toy) 💕
Hello, lovely readers! 💖
I’m beyond thrilled to finally share with you the second part of my book My Bed Toy – a Jungkook fanfiction (actually vminkookff tbh) that has meant so much to me from the very beginning. This sequel wouldn’t have been possible without the overwhelming love and support I received from all of you on the first book.
This story continues the dark, emotional, and complicated relationship between the characters, especially the twisted yet addictive dynamic between the leads. It’s not always soft or romantic — in fact, it’s messy, intense, obsessive, and at times relentless. But it’s also layered with hidden emotions, deep devotion, and unspoken truths that make the journey unforgettable.
I want to give you more than just a story — I want to give you feelings. I want you to hate, love, ache, and blush with the characters. I want you to gasp at the pages when things go off the rails and smile softly when there’s a glimpse of tenderness. That’s the kind of dark romance I love to read and write.
Even though this is the second book, you don’t necessarily have to read the first part to dive into this one. I’ll make sure to include small hints and flashbacks so you’re never lost. But if you’re curious about how this all started, I definitely recommend reading My Bed Toy – Season 1 too! There’s no pressure, of course — do whatever feels right for you. 💫
To all my returning readers — thank you for staying with me. And to all the new ones — welcome to this chaotic, passionate, and emotionally charged world. I hope you’re ready for a ride that’s wild, raw, and full of heat. But I promise, every word comes straight from my heart.
I really, really hope you support this new season just as much as (or even more than) the first one. Your feedback, votes, and comments mean everything to me. 💬
Let’s go deeper, darker, and more intense than before. Are you ready to feel things you didn’t expect?
Love you all and thank you again for being here. 💘
— SMS.
DISCLAIMER & CONTENT WARNINGS
⚠️ IMPORTANT DISCLAIMER & READERS’ WARNING ⚠️
Genre: Dark Romance, BDSM, Erotica, Heavy Angst, Psychological Dominance. Nudity.
Male Lead Warning (Major Red Flag): Jeon Jungkook infect Jimin and Taehyung in this story is depicted as a HEAVY RED FLAGS. They are ultra-possessive, dominant, obsessive, demanding, and uncompromisingly strict in the bedroom.
Themes & Content: This book contains explicit mature content, heavy BDSM elements, strict power dynamics, restraint play, intense kink exploration, and absolute bedroom dominance.
There is NO physical domestic violence or physical abuse outside of consensual dark romance/BDSM bedroom play.
Fictional Work: This is a work of fanfiction. The personalities, behaviors, and themes depicted in this story are purely fictional and do not reflect the real-life actions, character, or beliefs of the real members of BTS.
Reader Discretion (18/22+): Please read responsibly. If you are uncomfortable with dark romance, red flag male leads, or heavy BDSM themes, please tread carefully or leave the book here.
PROLOGUE
Y/N POV
The silence inside Jeon Manor was heavier than the silk gown resting against my skin.
Just hours ago, the world was a blur of crystal chandeliers, white roses, clapping guests, and the golden band sliding onto my ring finger. I was supposed to feel free. I had survived the chaos of the past, reconciled with my father, and stood before an altar believing that marrying Jungkook meant stepping into a safe, peaceful life together.
Standing in the center of our massive, shadow-draped master bedroom, I looked at the heavy mahogany furniture and the looming king-sized bed wrapped in deep crimson sheets. It was grand. It was luxurious.
It felt like a cage built of gold.
The heavy double doors of the master suite clicked open. The cool draft from the marble corridor swept inside, carrying with it the subtle, intoxicating scent of dark wood, leather, and expensive cologne.
Jungkook stepped into the room.
He had already discarded his wedding jacket, his crisp white shirt unbuttoned at the collar, revealing the shadowy ink of his tattoos creeping up his neck. In his right hand, he held a crystal glass of amber whiskey, the ice clinking softly against the glass as he walked.
The tender, soft-spoken groom who had kissed me gently under the altar was gone. In his place stood the man who controlled boardrooms and underworld negotiations alike—cold, composed, and undeniably dangerous.
“Welcome to your new home, Mrs. Jeon,” his voice rang out, low and smooth like velvet dipping into ice.
I took a subconscious step back, my heels sinking into the plush rug. “J-Jungkook...”
He didn’t answer right away. He took a slow sip of his drink, his dark, unblinking eyes locked onto mine, tracking every tiny movement, every nervous twitch of my fingers.
“Where is Kwan-Yoo?” I asked, my voice trembling slightly as I tried to hold his gaze. “You promised me at the venue that he would be brought straight to the east wing. Is he settled? Did the staff take care of him?”
Jungkook set his glass down on the side table with a sharp, echoing clink. He closed the distance between us with slow, deliberate steps until the backs of my knees bumped against the edge of the tall bed.
He reached out. His long, calloused fingers caught my chin, tilting my head up until I had no choice but to look straight into his dark, unreadable eyes.
“Kwan-Yoo is completely taken care of,” Jungkook spoke, his tone tight and unyielding. “His rooms are ready, his security is set, and he is safe.”
I let out a soft sigh of relief, but before I could pull away, his grip on my chin tightened just enough to keep me locked in place.
“Now... let’s talk about us,” he whispered, leaning down until his breath fanned warm against my ear. “Because from this exact second onward, your entire world starts and ends in this room.”
My throat felt dry. “Jungkook, what are you saying...?”
“I am saying,” he murmured, his thumb stroking my jawline with a contrast of absolute gentleness and suffocating authority, “that the wedding was for the world. But this room? This room belongs to me. And in here, there are no gentle compromises.”
He let go of my chin, stepping back just enough to slide his leather belt from his trousers, pulling it free with a slow, deliberate snap that echoed through the quiet room.
My heart hammered against my ribs. The atmosphere shifted instantly—the air grew heavy with raw, unadulterated tension. I knew that look in his eyes. It was the look of a man who didn’t know how to share, a man whose love was indistinguishable from absolute possession.
“No more running to your father when things get tough,” Jungkook said calmly, wrapping the leather strap around his hand once. “No more looking for Taehyung’s comfort when you feel overwhelmed. You swore your vows to me, Y/N. You chose this path.”
“I did choose you!” I blurted out, my chest heaving as tears of frustration welled in my eyes. “I chose you at the altar! I love you, Jungkook!”
A slow, dark smirk spread across his lips as he stepped into my personal space once more, towering over me.
“I know you do, sweetheart,” he murmured, his hand reaching out to trace the heavy zipper along the back of my gown. “And because you love me... you’re going to obey me. Every command. Every rule. Every single night.”
He leaned down, pressing a hard, unyielding kiss against the side of my neck, making me shiver violently.
“Welcome to married life, my sweet bride,” he whispered against my skin. “Let’s see how long you last under your husband’s rules.”
JEON Y/N (21)
JEON JUNGKOOK (29)
KIM TAEHYUNG (30)
PARK JIMIN (30)
AUTHOR QUESTION:💭 Did you enjoy the opening chapter of Book 2? Let me know in the comments! 💬👇
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Re-edit: Okay so listen... I’m looking back at what I wrote and honestly I must’ve been on some high drug or something while making this whole plot 😭 because WHY is there SEX in literally EVERY single chapter like girl calm down?! but hey... don’t say I didn’t warn you! don’t come at me saying each chapter is leaving you running under a cold shower or leaving you with a wet core, because I seriously can’t help it!! 😭 and please don’t complain that this book feels like pure smut or porn... well, sweetie, that IS the plot actually!
also just a heads up for what’s coming next because things are about to get even CRAZIER. this story isn’t just dark romance—we’re stepping right into full chaos with affairs, cheating, and mind-blowing threesomes that will leave you completely breathless. the loyalty will be tested, rules will be shattered, and the betrayal is going to hit so much harder.
if you thought season 1 was wild, you better hold on tight because this entire book is purely unhinged, messy, and dripping with raw heat. consider yourselves warned!! 💀💀
