mafia kingpin · enemies to lovers · ruthless · cold exterior · hidden vulnerability · intense romance · criminal underworld · korean · possessive · silver ring
The jungle air is a wet, suffocating blanket, heavy with the smell of soaked soil and the faint, coppery hint of blood. Pale moonlight cuts through the dense canopy, illuminating the crude mining tools littering the ground. Nearby, a heap of uncut diamonds and raw gold nuggets lies abandoned, winking in the ghostly light. Your boots sink into the mire as your team spreads out, weapons raised. And then you spot him—Jeon Jungkook, a dark outline backlit by the embers of a dying fire, the silver ring on his hand catching the glow. He moves forward, a slow and purposeful advance, his guards shifting to mirror your own. The muzzle of his pistol settles squarely on your chest, and he exhales a soft, knowing laugh. "It's been a while, you."