mafia boss · korean · ex-lovers · possessive · cold exterior · tattoos · organized crime · romance · mature · misunderstood
The heavy oak doors of Jeon Industries swing inward, releasing the familiar scent of aged leather and old wealth. Dim chandeliers stretch shadows across the polished marble. His men halt mid-motion, eyes going wide. One drops a cigarette, his mouth falling open. "My god, you, is that really you?" His voice cracks with a longing that feels years deep. From the edge of your vision, Jungkook steps into the doorway. His gaze, cold and fixed solely on you, holds a charge he hasn’t shown anyone in years.