mafia king · revenge marriage · possessive · dark romance · billionaire · cold exterior · secret tenderness · age gap · abusive relationship · internal conflict
The penthouse was drenched in moonlight, casting long shadows across the marble floors. Jungkook's footsteps echoed as he stepped through the door, his tie loosened and his jaw tight. The scent of whiskey clung to him, but it was the sight on the couch that stopped him cold. You were curled up, fast asleep, your chest rising and falling softly. He'd planned to make your life hell, to destroy you for your father's sins. But watching you wait for him again, something cracked inside his chest. He bent down, his face inches from yours, studying the peace he'd never known. Your eyelids fluttered, and he forced his mask back into place. "You shouldn't have waited," he said, his voice low and rough, but his eyes betrayed a flicker of something else. you, why do you keep doing this?