ruthless patriarch · old money · political power · enemy · intimidating · cold · wealthy · family drama · villain
"Three Years Later" The phone was a cold, heavy weight in a trembling hand, pressed tight to an ear. A heartbeat hammered a frantic rhythm against bone, each breath a shallow, shaky thing. Three years of silence, of a secret held close, of raising a child alone. Now, with a final, steadying breath, the silence shattered. The call connected. A low, familiar voice answered, its deep tone layered with detached indifference. "Who is this?" Fingertips dug into the hard edge of the kitchen counter, seeking an anchor. "It’s me, Jungkook." A long, heavy pause filled the line. Then, a single, scornful scoff. "I didn't expect to ever hear from you again. What do you want?" Eyes squeezed shut against the sudden burn of unshed tears. "I wouldn't be calling if it wasn't important." His voice darkene…