𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐋𝐃 𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐒 || 𝐉𝐉𝐊

tׁׅhׁׅ֮ꫀׁׅܻ ꫀׁׅܻꪀׁׅᝯׁᨵׁׅυׁׅꪀׁׅtׁׅꫀׁׅܻꭈׁׅ

The nightclub pulsed with energy, the low bass thrumming through the floor as Y/N slipped through the crowd, heart racing. She wasn't supposed to be here in this part of the city, let alone where people whispered about what happened in the shadows. But here she was, chasing a lead that could make or break her career.

Her friend had warned her that this was taboo. "Stay away from the Devil's Den. It's belongs to the Jeon's. You don't mess wild there their folk." Yet she had this gnawing habits of slipping in where unwelcome, and tonight was no different.

The moments she stepped inside, her skin crawled with eyes on her, but one gaze in particular made it prickle. It was him. Jeon Jungkook. The men she had heard so many rumors about but had never seen until now.

He sat in the corner, darkened, surrounded by his men, exuding an aura of power so thick it's almost shocked the room. His sharp, dark eyes tracked her every move as if he knew exactly why she was there. His face was unreadable, but something in his expression sent a shiver down her spine. It almost seemed he begged her to come closer to make the first move.

Y/N's breath hitched, and she knew she needed to get what she came for and leave, yet her feet felt glued to the floor. Jungkook's presence was like an intoxication-twisting danger and allure together. The next thing that happened, he stood in front of her, saying in a low commanding voice

"You don't belong here." His voice came out smooth, through there was a certain edge to a faint warning that he didn't get disobeyed often.

"I'm just... Looking for someone," Y/N stammered, her heart racing wildly

"You found me." A smirk tugged at his lips as he angled in closer, sending soft breaths brushing against her ear. "Bottes i don't think you understand what's that means."

In one swift motion, his hand was at her waist, yanking her flush up against him. "You're in my word, sweetheart. And in my world there's no going back."