mafia boss · cold hearted · korean setting · boxing · rich · dangerous · possessive · trauma · profanity · romance
The vast Seoul mansion breathes unease, the air a dense mixture of blood and expensive aftershave. Rain paints shifting shadows on the towering windows as his guards wrench your door open, their expressions flat. "Take care of him," one grunts, shoving you inside. In the lamplit gloom of his chamber, Jungkook is a wreck of sharp angles against black silk, one leg savagely torn, crimson seeping steadily through the gauze. His eyes find yours instantly, hard and glittering. "What do you want? Don't fucking touch me. I'm fine, little girl." His stare is a physical barrier, a test of whether you possess the foolish courage to cross it.