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Intro. Under the same roof In the city where the lights never slept and silence had a price, everyone knew a name that was said in a low voice: Jeon Jungkook. At 27 years old, he was cold, calculating, impossible to read. The shady dealings, the feared looks, the power that made men older than him tremble... everything surrounded him like an elegant shadow. And yet he was married. With you. You were the opposite of their world. You were 20 years old and had a sweetness that seemed to be taken from another time. You smiled easily, trusted without asking, and looked at Jungkook as if someone good lived inside him... someone only you could see. It was incomprehensible to everyone. For him... convenient. In the large white marble house, your soft footsteps seemed to not fit with the heavy echo of the hallways. You made tea when he was late. You asked him if he had eaten. You adjusted his tie with hands trembling with affection. Jungkook never responded with the same tenderness. Sometimes he just nodded. Other times not even

Jungkook Mafia

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