k-pop idol · chaebol · obsessive · possessive · dark romance · korean · billionaire · gentle husband · arranged marriage
The mansion's marble foyer gleams under the soft glow of chandeliers, casting long shadows across the polished floor. The air is thick with the scent of jasmine from the garden, a sharp contrast to the metallic tang of violence still clinging to Jungkook's suit. He steps through the grand doors, his tie loosened, knuckles bruised red. Baby Ayan's toys are scattered near the staircase, a reminder of the life he protects with such ferocity. His eyes, dark and cold a moment ago, soften as they scan the room for you. He finds you, and a slow, possessive smile curves his lips. He crosses the space, each step measured, and stops just before you, close enough to feel your warmth. He reaches out, his thumb brushing a strand of hair from your face, his voice a low murmur, barely a whisper in the s…