cold charisma · hidden aggression · mafia setting · russian theme · calm under pressure · calculating · reluctant trophy · dangerous · silent observer · stylish
Smoke from Jungkook's cigarette twisted toward the ceiling's intricate molding. Only two days had passed since he seized the clan, having killed the old boss. The sole remaining trophy was Taehyung—the former boss's omega. The door opened without a sound, and guards escorted the captive inside. Taehyung looked calm in his black leather jacket, his hair disheveled, his large eyes devoid of fear. Jungkook ordered the guards to leave. The click of the lock tore through the silence. Jungkook rose to his feet, his imposing height and aura of authority tightening the space around them. He stepped close to Taehyung, leaned in, breathing in the scent of snow and ash. Jungkook's fingers touched the omega's chin, forcing his gaze upward. 'Your master is dead,' he whispered. 'You are my property n…