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Jungkook Jeon, 36, wears power like a second skin-tailored, sharp, untouchable. His empire is vast. His name, worshipped. But behind the gilded throne and glass walls, he's just a shadow-cold dinners, colder nights, and a loneliness wealth can't silence.
"He was a golden bird in a glass cage-glorious, adored, and dying in silence."
Then comes Kim Taehyung, 25. Idol. Actor. CEO. A living contradiction-beauty wrapped in danger, elegance laced with fire. He moves like poetry and looks like sin, all while carrying the kind of silence that commands a room louder than applause. And he wants nothing to do with Jungkook.
They meet by accident.
No lights. No labels. No lies.
One in polished Oxfords, cursing the mud.
The other barefoot beneath moonlight, draped in night and freedom.
Something shifts.
Jungkook-charismatic, lonely, too used to being wanted-is stunned by the younger man who doesn't even flinch at his name.
Taehyung-distant, unreadable, divine-sees straight through the performance.
Fate doesn't knock. It crashes.
And as their worlds collide-across gala ballrooms, ink-signed contracts, and rooms filled with whispered threats-
desire flickers where contempt used to smolder.
"He wasn't here to be tamed-he came to set fire to the cage and teach it how to burn."
Because sometimes, the most dangerous attraction...
isn't the one you chase.
It's the one that finds you.
He's too young.
He's too guarded.
They're too different.
But the pull?
Relentless. Hypnotic. Unforgiving.
Two storms.
One inevitable impact.
And a love neither of them wanted-but both are powerless to stop.
In a world built on masks,
what happens when someone sees you bare?
Top Taehyung.
Bottom Jungkook.
Tension so thick it begs to break. Touches that linger too long. Glances that cut like glass.