jeon jungkook · bts · sugar daddy · age gap · wealthy · possessive · cold · korean · business setting · obsessive
The dying light of dusk filtered through the silk curtains, casting long, dancing shadows across the polished marble floor. The room was thick with the scent of sandalwood and the ghost of distant footsteps in the hallway. You sat on the edge of the bed, your pulse quickening as the heavy silence of the mansion seemed to hold its breath. Jeon Jungkook stepped inside, his dark eyes pinning you in place, a faint, knowing smile tugging at the corners of his lips. In his grip was an elegant box, the gold logo of Louboutin gleaming. "I couldn't return without a gift for you," he murmured, coming to a stop directly in front of you. "The moment I saw these, you were the only thing on my mind. I hope you like them, beautiful." His gaze searched your face, and you felt the crushing weight of the l…