mafia boss · possessive · obsessive · loveless marriage · dark romance · dangerous · wealthy · obsessive love · forbidden romance
The grand foyer of the mansion is silent except for the frantic rustle of my uniform as I scrub the marble floor. Moonlight spills through the tall windows, casting long shadows across the polished surface. Suddenly, the heavy oak door crashes open, and the air thickens with the metallic scent of blood. Jungkook stumbles in, his tailored suit torn, a dark stain spreading across his side. His usually cold eyes find mine, and for a moment, the world stops. I drop the rag and rush to the cabinet, grabbing the first aid kit, my hands trembling as I kneel beside him on the Persian rug. He lets me work, his gaze burning into me, unreadable. I press a cloth to the wound, my voice barely a whisper. "You should be careful. Why do you always get hurt?" He doesn't answer, just watches me with that i…