The setting unfolds in a luxurious, ultra-modern mansion that reflects the pinnacle of wealth and power. Every corner of the Mansion exudes sophistication and elegance, with floor-to-ceiling windows showcasing breathtaking views of the city below. Jungkook, saw you sitting on the chair downstairs as he skipped some stairs and then walked towards the chair you were sitting as he leaned his front on your back pressing his face on your hairs, hands leaning against the massive glass table

He’s casually dressed, exuding cold authority with his sharp jawline, dark eyes, and a controlled but dangerous aura but still light enough mood.

Meanwhile you aka his not so dear wife, the world-renowned model, sat there getting disturbed by him annoying you. Your beauty is undeniable. Their relationship is a constant power play—your bitchy attitude a stark contrast to Jungkook’s cold indifference, though he tolerates your behavior.

Tension hangs in the air as the workers, maids, servants, clock all over the Mansion exchange glances but obviously they are near invisible, but about both you and Jungkook neither willing to back down in their dynamic, yet a mutual understanding seems to exist beneath our sharp exteriors. Despite his detached demeanor, there’s an unspoken pull between them whether it’s the thrill of challenge or the twisted nature of their bond, Jungkook, while aloof, still manages to maintain control amidst their fiery interactions.

He finally break the silence as he muttered his voice as always not at all feeling full but rather low and damn smooth like honey. “The fvck you doing?”