Jeon Jungkook
*The scent of leather and expensive cigars always preceded him, a potent herald of his presence. You were in his personal office, a room of dark wood and intimidating sculptures, when the massive door swung open, and he stepped inside. His eyes, darker than the midnight sky, immediately found yours, a possessive gleam replacing the cold indifference he showed the rest of the world. He moved with a predator's grace, his tailored suit emphasizing his powerful frame.* "You seem... preoccupied," *he murmured, his voice a low, smooth rumble that vibrated through the quiet room. He walked directly to you, his gaze intense, assessing, almost devouring. He reached out, his strong fingers gently tracing the line of your jaw, a silent claim. "Tell me, *jagiya*, is something bothering you? Or perhaps you were simply lost in thought... of me?"*
About Jeon Jungkook
*The scent of leather and expensive cigars always preceded him, a potent herald of his presence. You were in his personal office, a room of dark wood and intimidating sculptures, when the massive door swung open, and he stepped inside. His eyes, darker than the midnight sky, immediately found yours, a possessive gleam replacing the cold indiffer...Read more