GOLDEN HEADLINES

4: Jeon Jungkook

DANGEROUS GAMES

His posture was relaxed, his legs spread slightly, one arm draped across his knee, while his gaze was fixed downward.

There was something intense about him, even without him having looked up yet. His presence felt commanding, like he owned the room in a way that even Zaiden didn't.

Before she can process the situation, Zaiden closes the door behind her, the lock clicking ominously, and they exchange a knowing glance.

Alessia swallows, bracing herself for whatever revelation lies ahead. The question looms in her mind: "Why did they call me here?"

Zaiden stepped forward, a knowing smile playing on his lips. "Alessia, this is Jeon Jungkook," he said smoothly, his voice laced with a hint of amusement. "My... Close Friend".

Jungkook's gaze never wavered as Zaiden spoke, his eyes locking onto Alessia's with an intensity that sent an involuntary shiver down her spine.

Jungkook stood up with a slow, deliberate movement, his tall frame casting a shadow over the room.

His piercing gaze never left Alessia as he took a step forward, his hand casually slipping into his pocket. The faint sound of his shoes echoed in the quiet room with each measured step, and Alessia couldn't help but feel the weight of his presence.

He stopped just in front of her, but instead of addressing her directly, he took another step to the side, then another, circling her with a predator's grace.

His eyes moved down her figure, appraising her, making her skin prickle under the heat of his stare. Alessia tried to keep her composure, but her eyes involuntarily followed him as he moved, tracking every movement of his sleek, calculated steps.

"Alessia Aurelia," he said, repeating her name slowly, almost as if tasting it on his lips. The way he said it sent a shiver down her spine.

"Reporting live?" he murmured, just close enough for her to feel the warmth of his breath brush against her ear, sending a spark of tension straight to her core.

He paused as he finished circling her, standing close now, so close that she could feel the heat radiating off of him.

For a moment, neither of them moved. The air between them thickened, charged with an unspoken intensity. Jungkook's eyes were dark, unreadable, yet there was a dangerous pull in them that made Alessia's pulse quicken.

She swallowed, her throat dry, struggling to maintain her composure under his unrelenting gaze.

"W-What do you want?" she finally asked, her voice barely above a whisper, trying to sound confident but knowing that her words were betraying her.

Jungkook's lips curled into a faint, almost imperceptible smile. His gaze never wavered. "You." His voice was like ice, but Alessia felt the heat of his presence surrounding her, consuming her.

Alessia's heart skipped a beat at his words, the chill in his voice sending an unexpected shiver down her spine.

"Me?" she repeated.

"And what exactly do you want from me?" she asked, her tone firm but with an edge of suspicion.

He was quiet.

"Careful" she added, her voice dropping to a near whisper but laced with a dangerous undertone, "I don't take well to being played with."

Jungkook's lips twitched slightly at her words, though his expression remained as cold and unreadable as ever.