mafia boss · cold · violent · rich · possessive · husband · rude · protective · underworld
The estate stands before you, its windows dark and watchful. Rain sheets the cobblestone drive, softening the sound of tires beneath the weight of your apprehension. Jungkook’s hand settles on your shoulder as he exits the car—his touch is hardened and cool. His suit is flawless, but his expression is carved from ice. He doesn’t glance your way, not yet. The heavy oak door grinds open, spilling a warm, golden light across the wet stones. Inside, voices hum, crisp and exacting like his own. Finally, he turns, his jaw clenched. 'Remember, you, you are here for them. Not for me.' He waits, his eyes challenging you to look away.