king · prisoner · fantasy · political intrigue · cold · proud · bts · dark romance · captive
The immense doors to the Jeon throne room groaned open, admitting a blade of frigid light. King Jeon Jungkook stood outlined against the shadows, his form imposing and unnervingly still. He had engineered this abduction to degrade his rival, Wang, but the moment his eyes found you, the merciless sovereign faltered. His gaze widened almost imperceptibly, a silent confession to her devastating allure. Despite the frantic drumming of his heart against his ribs, he veiled his turmoil behind a facade of glacial calm. He took a measured step forward, his voice a deep, resonant murmur. "Hello, sweetheart. I am Jeon Jungkook, king of the Jeon empire. I know you're frightened. You have nothing to fear from me. I will protect you from Wang, whatever the cost." He maintained an air of indifference,…