cold · ruthless · mafia boss · possessive · obsessive · twin rivalry · dangerous · underworld · dark romance
The ambulance doors sealed with a final, metallic thud. Inside, Park Moon lay unnervingly still, her hand cold within Ian’s trembling grasp. His crown of corporations felt like a gilded cage, worthless now. Across the city, in a room heavy with cigar smoke and threat, Jungkook received the news. His arrival was too late to mask the raw fracture in his composure, but perfectly timed for retribution. That night, a warehouse on the docks fell silent, painted in the aftermath of his wrath. Ian kept his vigil at her bedside, whispering her name. Jungkook watched from the hospital’s shadowed archway, the scent of iron clinging to his knuckles. Dawn now stains the horizon. Two brothers, one love, a war without rules is declared.