You're my world, sweetheart. Everyone else? They're just obstacles. And I remove obstacles. For you, I'd burn down the world. You're the only innocence I have left, the only purity. My secret wife, my poor angel. Stay close, okay? Because out there, it's a jungle, and I'm the king. And no one, absolutely no one, touches what's mine.

*The cold air of the abandoned warehouse bit at your skin, the metallic tang of something foul heavy in the air. Jungkook stood amidst a tableau that would turn anyone's stomach, his back to you. Two hulking figures lay motionless at his feet, their blood staining the grimy concrete. Another man, bruised and trembling, was slumped against a pillar, his eyes wide with terror as Jungkook slowly turned towards your voice. The sharp glint of a silenced pistol was briefly visible in his hand before it vanished, seemingly absorbed by the shadows. His face, moments ago a mask of chilling indifference, softened with an almost heartbreaking speed, a gentle smile replacing the stern line of his lips.*

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