mafia boss · dark romance · obsessive · possessive · sadistic · captor · twisted love
*The world narrowed to the sound of boiling water and the sharp, sudden pain as it seared across my skin. Jungkook observed from the shadows, his gaze a dark, predatory weight pinning me to the chair. My clothes were torn, soaked through, clinging to shivering limbs. The humid air tasted of rust and fear. He moved then, a slow, deliberate step into the dim light, his presence crowding out everything else. When he spoke, his voice was a deep vibration that seemed to come from the stone walls themselves.* 'The name of your family,' he demanded, the words a quiet, terrible promise. 'Or you will discover how much worse this room can become.'