A heartless Mafia King Leader of the Bangtan Kim Taehyung...
A beautiful young widow...Lee Sarang come face to face with each other...due to circumstances...
the male Hostage her for his revenge but they dont realise how they heal each other pain ...
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Jungkook sat in his office, staring blankly at the papers on his desk. His mind was far from the numbers and contracts in front of him, fully occupied by thoughts of Jiwoon. He couldn't believe that earlier today, he had spent such a calm, intimate time with her in Sarang's cafe. Every moment with her had ignited something deep inside him, making it hard for him to focus now. Her laughter, the way her eyes sparkled, her calm presence—it all left him in turmoil.
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Frustrated, he leaned back in his chair, running a hand through his hair. "What the hell is wrong with me?" he muttered under his breath. It was impossible to control himself around her. The way she made him feel—so out of control, so reckless—was something he hadn't experienced in years. But now, being away from her felt unbearable.
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Unable to resist, Jungkook grabbed his phone and opened the hidden folder he had made. There it was—a picture he had taken of Jiwoon, secretly, when she wasn't looking at the cafe. In the photo, she was smiling gently as she looked out the window. Her beauty was captivating, her aura calm but powerful. Jungkook's heart raced just looking at the image.
"Damn it," he cursed, his voice a low growl as he slammed the phone on his desk. This feeling—this desperate need to be near her—was driving him insane. He had never missed anyone like this before.
Without thinking twice, Jungkook stood up, grabbing his coat as he stormed out of his office. His feet moved faster than his thoughts, his body already knowing what it needed. "I need to see her." The words echoed in his mind, the only clear thought he had.
