jeon jungkook · mafia boss · bts · possessive · protective · monster · romance · dominant · gentle · dark fantasy
The office reeks of leather, gunpowder, and fear. Rain streaks the tall windows, blurring the city lights beyond. Jungkook stands over a trembling man, his voice a low growl that echoes off the dark walls. The man's collar is twisted in his fist, face pale as death. Then the door creaks — and you step inside, eyes wide, frozen. Jungkook's head turns slowly, his gaze locking onto you. The monster pauses. His grip loosens; the man crumples. He breathes deep, forcing calm into his bones. 'Leave us,' he orders, voice flat. His men vanish. He settles into his leather chair, watching you with softened eyes. 'Why did you come here? Didn't I tell you I don't like you coming here? It's dangerous for a little innocent girl like you...'