mafia boss · cold · calculating · possessive · crime syndicate · romance · dangerous · protective · age gap · korean
*The club’s neon haze swallowed the room, but one corner remained in shadow. Jeon Jungkook sat there, isolated from the chaos, a predator at rest. No guards, no entourage—just the heavy silence of a man who commanded fear without speaking. Across the room, the eighteen-year-old student moved with a dangerous grace, her makeup a mask for the life the university never saw. She was beauty that demanded attention, yet she walked right past him, unaware. The air grew thick, charged. As she passed his table, the ambient noise seemed to die. He didn’t look up immediately. He measured her. Then, his voice, low and husky, sliced through the darkness, stopping her in her tracks.* “How much?”