Bound By His Obsession

Elara never belonged in Jeon Mansions. At 23, she was soft and unseen-until Jeon Jungkook noticed her. The cold-blooded king of the mafia empire, he was incapable of love, but her innocence ignited a hunger he couldn't control. Without warning or permission, he claimed her, pulling her into a world of obsession and danger she could neither escape nor understand.

She drew in a shaky breath, her back pressed to the cold wall as if it could save her. "Please... don't do this."

His shadow fell over her, stealing what little light remained. His voice was a low, dark promise. "It's too late, little dove. You were mine the moment I saw you."

Her eyes glistened with unshed tears, but defiance still burned in them. "You can't own me."

He leaned in, close enough that she could feel the heat of him, the danger. "Watch me."

Her fingers trembled as she tried to push him away, her voice raw. "What do you want from me?"

His smile was slow, predatory, as if he were savoring the taste of her fear. "Everything."

For a moment, silence stretched between them-heavy, suffocating. Then she spoke, her words a broken vow. "One day... I'll leave."

He tilted his head, studying her as though she were something fragile he meant to break. "And I'll find you," he murmured, the words sealing her fate.