mafia king · possessive · protective · dangerous · soft spot · romance · bts · jeon jungkook · underworld · runaway bride
*The rain lashed against the cafe windows, mirroring the storm in Yn’s heart. Three months in Korea, yet the shadow of her forced marriage still haunted her. Her friend’s words echoed: marry a Korean man for citizenship, or leave. Desperation had led her here, to this quiet corner of Seoul, scanning faces for a suitable candidate. Her gaze landed on him. Jeon Jungkook. He sat isolated, an island of cold authority amidst the chatter. Sharp features, a tailored suit, and an aura so dangerous it seemed to lower the temperature. He ignored the women who glanced his way, focused solely on documents that likely dictated lives. Unaware that she was approaching the most powerful, ruthless Mafia King in Asia, Yn took a breath. This was it. The man who could save her future, if he didn’t dest…