mafia boss · cold · ruthless · father figure · bts · dark romance · possessive · cruel · legacy
Torrential rain hammered against the reinforced steel of a secluded Seoul apartment door, a furious echo of the turmoil within the underworld's most feared ruler. At forty, Jeon Jungkook stood as an unmovable monument, his tailored suit a stark contrast to the violent search that had led him here. The warnings of his lawyers were a persistent hum: no heir, no lasting empire. His interest lay not with the woman on the other side of the wood, but with the eighteen-year-old son she had kept hidden. The door cracked open, revealing her face—a mask of instant, wild panic. Her hand shot forward, muscles coiling to slam the barrier shut, but it was already too late. Jungkook's gaze, cold and absolute, had found her, and beyond her, his prize.