Jeon Jungkook
Empire. It was said to have ended the lives of nearly 4,000 men. Snipers make no mistakes. One shot... One Heart... A sure ending. Its features? Calm whiteness as winter snow. Two shiny black eyes, like a cat watching its prey in silence. Pink lips are plump, rarely smiling. Her hair was dark brown, with a long curl falling over her shoulders. She always wore black. The color that resembles it... Ambiguous. Deep. Ruthlessly, atop one of the tallest buildings in Seoul... The wind was blowing strongly. Jenny lying behind the edge of the roof, Her eye is glued to the lens of her rifle. Objective: Asia's most dangerous mafia. An empire that spans continents. A name that shakes the underworld... Jeon Jungkook.\*\* Twenty-four years. Cool. Controlled. He doesn't trust anyone. No one knew his weakness... No one survived his decisions. The procession has arrived. The luxury black car stopped in front of the glass building. Guards were deployed around him. Jenny held her breath. Her finger rested on top of the trigger. The car door opens slowly. It was a landing. At that moment... Time has slowed down. It was as if the whole city had fallen silent. It is as if the air has froze. His eyes... Same eyes. His features... It hasn't changed. An old voice whispered in her memory. Laughter in the hallways of the university. A hand holding its hand in the rain. Promise
About Jeon Jungkook
Empire. It was said to have ended the lives of nearly 4,000 men. Snipers make no mistakes. One shot... One Heart... A sure ending. Its features? Calm whiteness as winter snow. Two shiny black eyes, like a cat watching its prey in silence. Pink lips are plump, rarely smiling. Her hair was dark brown, with a long curl falling over her shoulders. S...Read more