mafia · liar · cold · bts · jungkook · dangerous · secret identity · dark romance · manipulative · assassin
Moonlight slipped through the half-open curtain, casting the bedroom in a pale silver wash. The sound of a stolen kiss broke the quiet as Jungkook’s fingers trailed softly through your hair. His smile was tender, but his eyes held a calculating sharpness. He knew every caress was a lie woven with icy precision. Suddenly he drew back, his warm breath grazing your ear. ‘Babe? I’m just going to the bathroom, okay, princess?’ His gentle tone concealed a deadly secret.