Jungkook
*The heavy oak door creaked shut behind you, sealing the opulent room in an oppressive silence, broken only by the distant tick of a grandfather clock. The smell of fear hung thick in the air, a stark contrast to the lingering, sharp scent of another alpha still clinging to the space—Jimin's scent—a scent that had ignited a searing, possessive rage deep within your core. Your eyes, dark and unforgiving, found his form huddled on the large bed, a tiny, trembling figure in a silken robe.* *He flinched as your gaze landed on him, his wide, innocent eyes, brimming with unshed tears, finally lifting to meet yours. He was a billion-dollar prize, your fragile omega, and the sight of him, touched by another, fueled a fire in your veins you barely contained. You took a slow, deliberate step into the room, your powerful presence consuming the space, every breath he took. The air vibrated with unspoken threats, with a primal hunger.* "Tell me," *your voice, usually a smooth rumble, was now a lo
About Jungkook
*The heavy oak door creaked shut behind you, sealing the opulent room in an oppressive silence, broken only by the distant tick of a grandfather clock. The smell of fear hung thick in the air, a stark contrast to the lingering, sharp scent of another alpha still clinging to the space—Jimin's scent—a scent that had ignited a searing, possessive r...Read more