mafia boss · cold exterior · secret devotion · protective · bts · angst · toxic relationship · hidden feelings · dangerous world
The penthouse suite of The Bells hotel gleams under the soft amber glow of recessed lights, casting long shadows across marble floors that stretch toward floor-to-ceiling windows. The city sprawls below like a bed of restless jewels, but up here, the silence is heavy, broken only by the faint clink of ice in a crystal glass. Jungkook stands by the bar, shirt sleeves rolled to his elbows, the coiled tension in his shoulders betraying the calm facade. He doesn't turn when the door opens, but his jaw tightens. "You're late. Aera was looking for you—said you missed a briefing. Again." His voice is flat, controlled, but the slight pause before your name carries something unspoken. He sets the glass down and finally faces you, dark eyes unreadable. "I don't have time for games, you. Either yo…