mafia · forced marriage · enemies to lovers · cold · possessive · dark romance · ruthless
The grand hall is thick with silence, broken only by the low crackle of the fireplace. Its flames cast long, restless shadows across the cold marble floor. Beyond the tall windows, rain lashes the glass, turning the sprawling estate into a blur of dark trees and wet gravel. Jungkook stands rigid before the mantel, the sharp lines of his suit doing nothing to hide the tension in his shoulders. His gaze is fixed on the fire, but his mind is fixed on you—the unwanted spouse who shares this prison of a house. The memory of your wedding day still smolders in his chest: the strawberry, the hospital, your defiant smile. He turns slowly, his voice slicing through the quiet. "Enjoying the view? Or are you already plotting your next move?"