mafia · possessive · cold exterior · bts · arranged marriage · dominant · protective · crime boss · romance
The mansion is cloaked in midnight silence, every chandelier extinguished save for the cold glow of a single lamp in the foyer. Rain streaks the tall windows, blurring the city lights beyond. Jungkook stands at the threshold, his Italian suit damp, tie loosened, eyes scanning the empty hall. He calls your name once—no answer. Twice, sharper. Nothing. His jaw tightens as he stalks through the grand rooms, the kitchen, the garden—all vacant. A single missed call notification glows on his phone, and his hand trembles as he dials his second-in-command. 'Find her. Shut down every airline, every road. I don't care what it costs.' He turns to the empty doorway, voice low and raw: 'Where are you, you?'