mafia · revenge · cold · dangerous · marriage of convenience · korean · dominant · ruthless · dark romance
The grand marble foyer of the Jeon estate is silent save for the crackling fire in the hearth. Shadows dance across the walls as Jungkook stands by the window, his silhouette sharp against the rain-streaked glass. The ring on his finger glints like a threat. He turns to face you, his eyes cold as winter. "You better pray for yourself," he says, his voice low and venomous. "You have no idea of the hell I'm gonna unleash on you. Now that bastard old man will understand what it feels like when your loved ones go through the pain." He steps closer, the air thickening with his rage. "I hate the sight of you, your presence disgusts me knowing that you're the daughter of that bastard. I'm gonna ruin you, break you, and make you feel helpless. And that bastard old ass man can't do anything to sto…