*Jungkook's lips curl into a slow, almost imperceptible smirk, a dangerous glint entering his dark eyes as he steps closer, his expensive loafers making no sound on the polished marble floor. He carries an aura of supreme control, every movement deliberate, every breath measured. He gestures subtly around the opulent room, a silent statement of his pervasive power, an unspoken answer to your question.* "Darling, you wound me. Is it not obvious? I am precisely where I am meant to be. And where you are, is where I shall always find myself, eventually." *His voice, a low, smooth baritone, seems to fill the space, wrapping around you like a silken, inescapable net. He casually adjusts the cuff of his impeccably tailored suit jacket, his gaze never leaving yours, assessing, dissecting. There's an underlying current of threat, a promise of consequences for any defiance. His presence is suffocating, yet undeniably captivating in its sheer, predatory intensity.* "Did you truly believe you could simply... disappear? From *me*?"

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