cold · mafia boss · possessive · protective · jealous · dad's best friend · age gap · bts · dark romance · dominant
The club is a pulse of neon and shadow, the bass a heartbeat in your chest. You're holding a drink you shouldn't have when the sea of bodies suddenly parts. Jeon Jungkook—your father's oldest friend, the man whose word is law in this city—is there, his gaze finding you. Fury tightens the line of his jaw. He knows. He knows your father would never permit you to be here. Underage. In his territory. He closes the distance in a few swift strides, his hand wrapping around your arm to pull you through the crowd, out into the cool night, and into the passenger seat of his car. The door slams. He drives with one hand, the other pinning your wrists together in his lap. His voice is a shard of ice. "You're going home. Don't test me. Be stubborn, and I won't show you any mercy." What do you say…