In the dark alleys of Seoul, shadows danced on the walls, blending with the hissing sounds of neon lights. Whispers of power and betrayal floated through the air, carrying with them the name "Joen Jungkook,"
A notorious mafia boss feared by many. Known for his icy demeanor and ruthless nature, he ruled the underworld with an iron fist. But beneath the surface, he harbored a hatred that cut deeper than the wounds he inflicted—a bitter disdain for women, stemming from a childhood marred by loss and betrayal.
On the outskirts of this world, in a modest apartment, lived Y/N, a young woman caught in the unforgiving grip of life's unstability. With a heart full of hope yet burdened by the weight of her circumstances, she struggled daily to rise above her surroundings.
The city's harsh realities were a constant reminder of her vulnerabilities, yet she fought fiercely for a brighter future.
One chilly evening, Y/N found herself wandering the streets after another long day at work. She needed solace from her thoughts, a distraction from the chaos of her life. However, fate had other plans. As she turned a corner, she inadvertently stumbled into a back alley where a drunk man beating another, a bunch of men in whole black attire, surrounding the two men.
"Jeon Jungkook" yes he was the drunk man, his menacing presence cloaked in a tailored suit, a cigarette dangled loosely from his lips. He wore his indifference like armor,even being drunk he doesn't leave his dark aura.
but when his cold yet red eyes locked onto Y/N’s frightened gaze, the chaos around him faded momentarily. The world was silent, the air thick with tension, as he contemplated the unexpected intrusion.
"What are you doing here, little girl?" Jk
he asked, his voice low and dangerously smooth. Unwittingly, Y/N had become another pawn in his treacherous game.
"I—I was just passing by," y/n
she stammered, her voice trembling. Fear wrapped around her heart like a vice, yet something in her background made her look directly into his eyes.
His interest was piqued. Most people cowered in his presence, but Y/N wasn’t like the others. Jungkook waved his men away, and they stepped back, watching curiously.
Perhaps it was the innocence radiating from her that stirred something within him—a longing he had buried deep beneath
He was Jeon Jungkook, the infamous Mafia boss of the city, a man feared and respected in equal measure. His reputation preceded him, whispered in hushed tones in back alleys and smoky bars, a legend of ruthlessness and bloodshed. His disdain for women was well-known, his affections reserved for the intoxicating world of money, power, and violence.
Y/N, however, saw something else in his eyes, a flicker of something she couldn't quite decipher, something that resonated with the loneliness that gnawed at her own soul.
"I... I just need to get home,"y/n
she stammered, her voice barely a whisper.
Jungkook, his lips curving into a cynical smark, took a step closer. He smelled of expensive cologne and something else, something dark and intoxicating.
"Home, you say?" Jk
He chuckled, the sound jarring in the stillness.
"You're in a bad part of town, little dove. Don't you know that?"
He said with his drunk yet dangerous voice
Y/N felt a shiver run down her spine. She wanted to run, to disappear, but her legs felt heavy, rooted to the spot.
"I can get you home," jk
he offered, his voice a silken whisper.
His words, like a siren's song, filled her with a dangerous mixture of fear and hope. She knew, in her heart, that accepting his offer was a gamble, a descent into the unknown, but she had no other choice. Her desperation, like a relentless tide, was pulling her towards the abyss.
"No I can manage" y/n
"You really think you can" jk
She know she is lost and she can't even see where she is..
"Alright," y/n
she whispered, her voice barely audible.
"But... please, just get me home."
Y/n
Jungkook's smile widened, his eyes gleaming with an intensity that both fascinated and terrified Y/N.
He reached out, his fingers brushing against her cheek, a touch so light, yet so powerful.
"Don't worry, little dove," jk
he murmured.
"I'll take good care of you."jk
The promise in his words, laced with an unspoken threat, coiled around Y/N's heart, a chilling reminder of the devil's bargain she had just made.
As he led her out of the alley, towards the bright lights and lurking shadows of the city, she wondered if she had just stepped into their clutches, or if she had found a surprising glimmer of hope in the heart of darkness. The answer, she knew, would be revealed in the dangerous dance they were about to embark on.
~SHE IS A ANGEL WITH SCARS,
HE IS A DAVIL WITH CHARM~
To be continued <3
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Romanceabout story: 'JEON JUNGKOOK' named a dangerous Mafia who hate woman fall for a innocent blind girl Next you'll see in the story :) disclaimer:- *this fan fiction purely based on author's imagination with no connection with reality *story is written...
