Chapter 1

Y/n had always been used to the strange and unsettling atmosphere of the asylum. As a nurse, she had seen many patients, each with their own unique issues-some manageable, others not so much. But nothing had prepared her for Jeon Jungkook.

He was the new case, a high-profile one at that. His criminal history was as notorious as the rumors surrounding his family. Once a powerful Mafia figure, Jungkook had been betrayed by those closest to him and ended up in the asylum, abandoned by the very people who once feared and revered him.

From the moment Y/n first walked into his cell, she felt the air shift. It wasn't just his striking looks or the way his dark eyes watched her with unnerving intensity-it was the feeling of danger that radiated from him, as if he were a predator biding his time. His reputation was enough to make anyone wary, but Y/n, being professional and calm, refused to let fear control her.

But when their eyes met for the first time, something shifted inside her. He didn't just look at her; he saw her, and in a way no one had ever truly done before.

"You're not like the others," he said, his voice low and smooth like velvet, with an undertone of something far darker.

Y/n's heartbeat quickened. She had dealt with countless patients over the years, but none had made her feel this exposed. She turned to leave, but before she could, his hand shot out, grabbing her wrist with a grip that was almost too strong to be human.

"You're mine," he whispered, his voice like a dangerous promise.

The words lingered in her mind long after she left his cell. It wasn't just an idle threat-Jungkook's gaze, intense and possessive, told her that he meant every word.

Y/n had always been in control, never allowing herself to be swayed by her patients or their dangerous tendencies. But with Jungkook, something was different. Something inside her wanted to understand him, to know why he was the way he was. And maybe, just maybe, it was because, deep down, she feared him more than she wanted to admit.

But little did she know, Jungkook wasn't the only one watching her. His gang, his family, the shadows of his past, were all circling, waiting for the perfect moment to reclaim their most dangerous member.

The next morning, Y/n knocked gently on Jungkook's door. She had promised herself to help him and  go over some questions to get to know him better, a simple task really. She had no idea, however, that it was far from a simple thing for him.

Jungkook, leaning casually against the doorframe, let his eyes drift over her as she stepped into his room. She was just as beautiful as he'd remembered from the night before—innocent, unknowing, so utterly captivating.

He could hear her voice asking questions, but it felt like the sound of her words was muffled. His mind was too busy, too filled with thoughts of what he wanted to do to her. Touch her. Kiss her. He wanted to see her tremble beneath his fingers, feel her warmth, watch her unravel. It was insane how quickly she had taken over his thoughts.

The only thing keeping him in check was the cold, clinical side of him—the one that had killed a man just the night before. A patient, no less. That’s how easily he could snap. The man had looked at what was his, and Jungkook couldn't let that slide. He had to teach him a lesson, make sure no one ever dared again.

But Y/n, oh Y/n. She was different. He wanted her, but he also wanted to possess her, in a way he hadn’t wanted anyone before.

She sat on the couch, blissfully unaware of the storm inside him, and began asking more questions. Every time she smiled or glanced in his direction, it was as if she was unknowingly pushing him closer to the edge.

He couldn’t look away. Not from her. Not from his desire to see just how far he could push her.

It wasn’t just love. It wasn’t just infatuation. It was obsession, and Jungkook knew he was in too deep to stop. But what scared him most? He wasn’t sure if he wanted to stop at all.

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