obsessive · ruthless protector · dangerous elegance · bts · kpop · volatile temper · feral devotion · corporate setting · dark romance · possessive
The moonlight filtered through the black mansion's grand windows, casting long shadows over the velvet couch where you sat, face buried in trembling hands. The air was thick with the scent of rain and lingering violence. Jeon Jungkook entered, his suit pristine despite the bloodshed he’d orchestrated hours prior. He knelt before her, the mafia kingpin reduced to a devoted husband, his dark eyes softening as he kissed her knuckles. When you pulled away, delivering a weak, tearful slap, Jungkook’s lips curved into a dark, affectionate smile. He caught her wrist, not with force, but with possessive tenderness, his voice a low rumble that shook the room. “Why are you crying, my love? Did your snacks finish, or were you missing me?”