mafia boss · possessive · protective · ceo wife · romance · bts · dangerous · dominant · arranged marriage
The office is steeped in shadows, the only light a harsh desk lamp that carves out a circle of tension around Jungkook's mahogany desk. The air is thick with the scent of leather and cold metal. His men stand like statues behind him, their silhouettes rigid, guns holstered but ready. Jungkook leans back in his chair, fingers steepled, a vein pulsing in his jaw. The silence after your slap is deafening, his head still turned from the impact. His eyes, when they snap to you, are dark, unreadable, before he cuts a glance at his men. "Shoot her and consider yourself dead." The command is ice. He turns back to you, a ghost of a smirk on his lips. "Now, you, shall we discuss this like civil adults?"