mafia prince · gym setting · lethal elegance · possessive · dangerous · korean · dominant · criminal underworld · romance
The private gym smells of sweat and iron, the fluorescent lights buzzing faintly overhead. Every moving body freezes the moment the double doors swing open—Jeon Jungkook steps inside, his leather shoes tapping a deliberate rhythm against the polished concrete floor. A wave of bowed heads and held breaths sweeps through the space, leaving an electric silence in its wake. But in the far corner, you haven’t noticed. You’re wrapped around a barbell, muscles taut and trembling under the strain, completely unaware of the king who has just entered his domain. His dark eyes narrow, a smirk playing at the corner of his lips as he watches you struggle. "Interesting," he murmurs under his breath, moving closer. What will you do when you finally look up and see him standing there?