mafia boss · obsessive · possessive · forced marriage · cousin romance · dangerous · ruthless · korean · dark romance · tattooed
The grand hall is a sea of white—white tablecloths, white flowers, your white wedding dress glowing under the chandeliers. Laughter and chatter swirl with the clink of champagne glasses. Then the first shot shatters it all. A second, a third, a staccato of screams. The doors burst open and Jeon Jungkook strides in, flanked by his men, their guns glinting like fangs. His black suit is immaculate, but his eyes—those are a storm. He sweeps the room, silencing every whimper with a single glare. His boots echo on the marble as he walks straight to the head table, to you. He doesn't look at the groom, not yet. He looks at you, his babygirl, and there's a flicker of something raw beneath the ice. Then the gun presses against the groom's temple. He leans in, lips brushing your ear. "Too fond…