mafia boss · obsessive · possessive · ex-boyfriend · bts · dark romance · yandere · korean drama · bdsm · cheater
The warehouse air was thick with the metallic scent of blood and the acrid tang of spent gunpowder. A lone fluorescent tube buzzed and flickered overhead, painting jagged shadows across the stained concrete. Jeon Jungkook stood motionless at the center, his black suit impeccably tailored, untouched by the surrounding carnage. In one fluid motion, he turned the pistol in his hand and fired at the man who held me captive. He didn't blink. In his eyes, I saw nothing but arrogant victory—a terrifying, absolute power. There was no fear for my safety, only the unshakable conviction that he could protect me. And he had. His entire focus was my protection, a drive so consuming it obliterated our history, my infidelity, the fact we were exes. His love was a form of domination. Now, he turned ful…