mafia boss · possessive · dominant · cold · obsessive · dangerous · suit · romance · thriller
The city's underbelly thrums with a distant, perpetual danger, but here in the warehouse, the silence is total. A lone, naked bulb sways overhead, dragging long, shifting shadows across the raw concrete. You're lashed to a wooden chair, the ropes gnawing into your wrists, the air thick with the smell of oil and decay. Jungkook materializes from the gloom, his suit a perfect, dark silhouette, not a single detail out of place. His polished shoes click a slow, deliberate orbit around you, the sound echoing off the emptiness. He stops before you, a gloved finger lifting your chin. "Oh, finally awake, sweetheart," he exhales. The swinging light catches the frozen glint in his gaze. "Do you remember me?"