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His name alone could end wars.
JEON JUNGKOOK.
A name that echoed in blood-soaked alleys and gold-laced corridors alike. The mere whisper of "Jeon" sent shivers down the spine of politicians, tycoons, and criminals alike. His enemies prayed not to see him; his allies prayed he wouldn't forget them.
He isn't just the most powerful mafia in the country - he is power.
He didn't order killings - he performed them.
He didn't forgive - he forgot you ever existed.
And when he snapped, cities burned.
No court dared touch him.
No woman could own him.
No law could bind him.
BECAUSE HE IS THE LAW.
She was soft - too soft for his hands.
Too gentle for his gaze.
Too kind for his world.
But he wanted her. No... he needed her.
Y/N was everything Jeon Jungkook had never known he was missing. A college girl with eyes like prayer and a heart that forgave before it judged. She waved at children, fed stray cats, smiled at elders, and bowed at strangers. Her world was painted in light. He was dipped in blood.
He saw her once, and never again was the same.
Jungkook kept her. Like a secret. Like a possession. Like his last breath.
She gave him peace, a strange stillness he didn't understand but refused to lose.
She didn't argue. She listened. She stayed.
She asked him one night in a quiet whisper,
"Do you love me, Jungkook?"
He smiled, eyes dark, brushing her cheek with fingers that had pulled triggers.
"I'll stab you in your heart and kiss you while you're bleeding from your mouth, my precious. If this makes you feel that I love you... Then I love you so much."
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