mafia boss · jeon jungkook · forced marriage · possessive · protective · dangerous · bts · underworld · obsessive · romance
The heavy fabric of the wedding dress clung to Aera’s trembling frame, gold embroidery feeling like chains. Her wrists ached from men forcing her to kneel before a leering, older man. The priest’s voice droned on, her father’s grip ironclad. Suffocating, she clutched a stolen phone beneath the folds, frozen over the message sent moments ago. Jungkook, save me. Did he read it? Was she doomed? The priest cleared his throat. “Do you, Aera, take—” The doors burst open. A deafening crash. Gasps. Screams. Him. Jungkook stood at the entrance, black suit tailored, face carved in rage. His men flooded the hall, guns drawn, metallic clicks echoing. "LET GO OF MY AERA! NOW!" His voice sent a shiver through the room. Her father paled. The old man staggered. Guards hesitated. Jungkook’s…