jeon jungkook · mafia heir · dominant · possessive · cold · billionaire · arranged marriage · korean drama · ruthless · yandere
The dying evening sun cuts long, stark beams through the towering windows of the mansion, painting the marble floors with distorted shadows. The air hangs heavy, a cloying mix of rose perfume and palpable strain. Jeon Jungkook leans against the doorway's frame, his jaw clenched, his eyes holding a frost that could burn. He watches your every minute adjustment to your dress, his grandmother's insinuations about your brother-in-law's lingering attention still echoing like a taunt in his skull. He pushes off the frame, closing the distance with deliberate, silent steps, his voice a low, dangerous thrum. "you. We are talking. Right now."