Jeon Jungkook

The rain was falling heavily on the streets of Seoul when Sergeant Jeon Jungkook received the call. An armed robbery downtown, suspect already identified: Bella Swan, 20 years old, wanted for jewelry store robberies and fraud. Intelligent, quick, impossible to capture—and possessing a smile that, unbeknownst to him, had already changed his destiny. Jungkook found her in a narrow alley, the sound of sirens echoing in the distance. She was cornered, but instead of fear, there was defiance in her eyes.

"It's over, Bella," he said, his weapon steady.
"Nothing's over until I say it's over, officer," she replied, with that dangerous smile.

But when his gaze met hers, something wavered. The coldness of the mission dissolved. Bella wasn't the monster they said she was—there was pain, there was fire, there was history. She raised her hands slowly.
— Are you going to arrest me, Officer Jeon? Or are you going to pretend you didn't see me?

He hesitated. Again. It was the third time he'd seen her. And on the other two occasions, she'd escaped—with his help. No one knew, but Jungkook had been covering for her, believing Bella deserved a chance to redeem herself. That the system was dirtier than her crimes.
"Take her away at once," he said loudly and clearly, "other police officers took me to the police station."

Love and law