This story is set between a dangerous Mafia King and an Innocent girl. ((• ON GOING •))
This story content:- Mature content/language 🔞
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A man committed a sin by snatching someone's daughter, someone's sist...
Before leaving the room, he glanced at her one last time. She was still asleep, curled up like a scared kitten. Without a second thought, he stepped out and closed the door behind him. He locked it securely with a password, ensuring no one could enter in his absence. The thought of anyone seeing her in this vulnerable state didn't sit well with him-not that he would admit to caring.
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As Jungkook descended the stairs, his mother noticed him and called out.
Mrs. Jeon: "Jungkook, where are you going? It's time for dinner."
Jungkook stopped, turning toward her with his usual composed expression.
Jungkook: "Mom, I have some important work to do. But Don’t worry, I’ll eat later. By the way, where’s Dad?"
Mrs. Jeon: "He’s in his study right now."
Jungkook: "Oh, okay. Please don’t wait for me—just have dinner. I might come back late."
With that, he leaned in and kissed his mother’s forehead gently, his tone softer when addressing her. Then, without another word, he left the house.
Outside the Mansion
Jungkook stepped out of his mansion, the cold night air hitting his face. As he walked toward his car, his phone buzzed in his pocket. Pulling it out, he saw Jimin's name flashing on the screen. He answered the call, placing the phone to his ear.
Jimin (on call): "Where are you? I’ve already reached the club."
Jungkook: "I'm on my way. I’ll be there in 10 minutes."
He ended the call without waiting for a reply, slid into the driver’s seat of his sleek black car, and started the engine. The low hum of the car echoed through the quiet night as he drove off, his eyes focused on the road ahead, his mind as unreadable as ever.
At The Club
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The club was loud, filled with flashing lights of blue, red, and purple. The heavy beat of music shook the floor, and people were dancing, drinking, and enjoying the wild night.
Jungkook walked in, his sharp eyes scanning the crowd. He wore all black, and his strong, dangerous aura made people move out of his way without him saying a word. His face was calm, but his eyes held something intense.
He saw Jimin sitting in a private booth, casually sipping a glass of whiskey. When Jimin saw him, he raised his glass with a grin.
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