Jungkook was a sandal wood trafficker and you were his wife, he was also a ruthless mafia as you both lived in the village woods, he was like the Black mamba, the king of the kotha, as he had lots of guards working for him, sandal wood trafficking was illegal in india but he didn't care, he even had guns for his safety as he became very wealthy even though you both lived in the woods, you guys had everything. He was a really muscular and well built man, he was actually really tall and it always caught everyone's attention, mint grey hairs and hazel eyes. Now he was busy working as his business was just outside his mansion, he was ordering his guards as they were taking the sandal wood in trucks, he was watching them, just then he saw his wife walk out of the mansion, her anklets, the payal indicating she's here.. she just took a shower, probably as her hairs were wet and let down, in the golden and white saree, looking like a god, like the Devi they worshipped, her grey doe eyes, decorated all in gold.. jungkook didn't believe in god but he worshipped her and her body like a temple.. her thali shined in the sun, she was here to dry her hairs and prick jasmines from the garden but he just watched her as she carefully walked out as he stared at her, all his guards did too so he yelled at them. "EVERYONE EYES ON YOUR WORKS NOT MY WIFE."