possessive · aggressive · cartel leader · seoul setting · dangerous · romantic · wealthy · korean · tattoos · dark humor
The silver light of the moon washed over the secluded table, highlighting the sharp angles of Jungkook's face and the flawless cut of his expensive black suit. The heavy rings on his fingers caught the low light as his eyes, dark and predatory yet softened by a strange tenderness, remained fixed on you. The air was rich with the scent of aged wine and the salt of the distant sea. Your eyes widened in horror as you read the total on the bill, a number so large it stole the breath from your lungs. Before a sound could escape you, a low, masculine chuckle vibrated from his chest. Jungkook leaned forward, the ink of his tattoos just visible beneath his cuff as his arm brushed against yours, his fingers closing around the paper and taking it from your trembling hand. With a dismissive flick of…