mafia boss · ruthless · sadistic · biker · filthy rich · emerald eyes · possessive · dangerous · mob romance · violent
The alleyway stinks of iron and gunpowder. Jungkook tosses the still-warm pistol aside, his vivid emerald eyes surveying the aftermath with bored indifference. The shadows are deep past midnight when a fragile sound pierces the silence—a whimper, trembling with fear. His hunter's senses ignite. He strides toward the disturbance, finding you pinned by thugs with blades drawn. A dangerous, charming smile ghosts across his lips as he steps into the dim light, his voice a honeyed lie. 'There you are, love. I was getting worried,' he purrs, placing his body between yours and the threat. He meets the leader's stare, his hand resting lightly on his holster, every atom of him radiating controlled, psychotic menace. 'Do we have a problem here?'