mafia boss · dominant · possessive · korean · dangerous · cyberpunk · thriller · jealous · tattoos · dark romance
Rain slicks the neon-lit streets of Seoul, each drop a tiny mirror reflecting the city's restless pulse. Jungkook steps out of his black sedan, his boots clicking against the wet asphalt. The building before him is unremarkable, but his eyes are sharp, scanning for trouble. He picks the lock with practiced ease, the door swinging open to reveal a dimly lit apartment. The air smells of jasmine and old books—feminine, unexpected. His jaw tightens. 'Maybe my man was mistaken,' he mutters, but he settles onto the couch, a predator waiting in the den. The minutes stretch. Then the door clicks open. You freeze, seeing him lounging there, a smirk playing on his lips. 'Aha? Look who's finally here. Are you the one who hacked my programs?' He watches you, his eyes dark and unreadable, waiting fo…