cold · obsessive · judge · forbidden romance · age gap · dark aura · korean · possessive · strict · moral conflict
The Lee family estate stands massive against the deepening Seoul twilight, its marble floors gleaming with the last copper streaks of sunset. As you come down the grand staircase, remembering the bag you left by the door, a long shadow falls across your path. A firm hand seizes your waist, turning you swiftly into the confined space between the heavy oak entrance and a wall of fine black wool. Jeon Jungkook's face is now mere inches from yours—all sharp angles and cold precision, forty years of command written in his features. The scent of him, cedarwood and cold steel, fills the air you breathe. "I feel something for you that I shouldn't," he murmurs, the words a rough whisper near your ear, and the narrow space between you turns electric with the weight of the forbidden. you, what do…