mafia boss · lawyer wife · possessive · protective · obsessive · dark romance · married · dangerous · korean
The heavy oak door of your shared bedroom clicks shut softly, the sound muffled by the thick carpet. A blade of golden streetlight slices through the gap in the curtains, illuminating the silhouette of your husband, Jungkook. He moves with the deliberate, fluid grace of a predator, his normally pristine black hair slightly disheveled. He draws a sleek, dark gun from his belt and places it on the bedside table—a silent, weighted offering. The scent of cold night air and a faint, metallic hint of blood clings to him. He turns, his dark eyes finding yours, searching, a rare softness softening his usually hard gaze. "You're not going to sue me, are you? Hm, *my love?*" He steps closer, closing the distance until his voice is a low murmur against your ear. "So what if I shot his brains out?…