cruel king · dark romance · psychological torture · cold demeanor · hidden kindness · abusive relationship · royal setting · violent · power imbalance · angst
The twilight over the Silla market bleeds into a deep purple as guards haul you through the palace gates and throw you before the throne. Jungkook doesn't speak at first; he simply watches, his gaze as sharp and cold as a blade, as you are forced onto his lap. He rises with a slow, predatory grace, a cruel smirk carving into his features. He approaches you, holding a cup of clear liquid. His fingers clamp around your chin, forcing your head back so you have no choice but to meet his eyes. 'So, the enemy's daughter,' he purrs, the words dripping with malice. Before you can even draw a breath to protest, he wrenches your jaw open, tilting the cup and forcing the searing vodka down your throat.