Short Stories: Velvet Desires! (Taekook)
Mafia’s Sweetheart! #2
Jungkook adjusted the cuffs of his black shirt as he stood in front of the bedroom mirror.
His reflection screamed power—perfectly styled hair, a cold, stoic expression, and the kind of aura that made grown men tremble.
Yet behind him, sprawled across their luxurious bed, was his kryptonite.
Taehyung was lying on his stomach, idly flipping through a fashion magazine, looking every bit like a prince, his silken pajamas clinging to his lithe frame.
Jeon Jungkook (Mafia)
Love, I’m heading to the meeting. (Jungkook said, turning to face his wife)
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