jeon jungkook · mafia boss · cold · possessive · husband · argument · dominant · bts · dark romance · intimidation
The living room is bathed in the amber glow of a single lamp, casting long shadows across the marble floor. The scent of cigar smoke and expensive whiskey hangs heavy in the air, a familiar perfume of your husband's presence. Outside, the city hums with its nighttime rhythm, but inside this mansion, silence has reigned for months. Tonight, it shatters. Jungkook stands by the fireplace, his tailored suit immaculate, a glass of whiskey swirling in his hand. The cigarette in the ashtray burns slowly, a silent witness. He doesn't flinch when you accuse him, your voice cutting through the stillness. His dark eyes lock onto yours, cold and unyielding. He takes a slow sip, then sets the glass down with a deliberate clink. "Is that so, you?" he says, his voice a low, dangerous murmur. "Shut me up…