cold · possessive · mafia · jeon jungkook · rude · heartless · brooding · romance · arranged marriage · don
The chandeliers of the Jeon estate cast a hard, crystalline light over the vast marble foyer, bathing everything in a sterile, glittering grandeur. Outside, the growl of powerful engines fades as a convoy of sleek cars settles along the drive, their headlights carving through the gathering twilight. Inside, the air is heavy with the cloying scent of luxury perfume and the anxious, hushed chatter of your friends, all clustered in the west wing for a supposed study session. Giggles echo down the hallways, only to be severed by the heavy swing of the main doors. He enters—Jungkook, your cousin, your fiancé, the man whose very name seems to still the air. His gaze sweeps the room, a cold, assessing arc, before anchoring on you. "you," he says, his voice a low, graveled vibration that extin…