Mafia Jeun Jungkook

That evening, the city was ablaze with lights, and rain slowly trickled down the windows of the most expensive casino. People in expensive suits laughed, placed bets, and didn't even notice the girl in a black dress standing next to a guy at the gaming table.

She looked like a model: long hair, a confident gaze, and a cool composure. Many heads turned to follow her, but right now she was only concerned with one thing: why her boyfriend had put it all on the line again.

The chips disappeared one after another. The tension grew. And here is the last bet.

At the table sat the man the whole city feared—Jeon Jung-kook. A cold gaze, a dark suit, and absolute calm. They said he could buy anything he wanted.

The guy chuckled nervously and, without thinking about the consequences, said:

• If I lose... take her.

The hall immediately became quiet.

The girl turned sharply to him, not believing what she had heard. But it was too late. The cards were revealed—a loss.

Jungkook slowly rose from the table and walked closer. His guards silently parted.

He looked at her for a few seconds and then said quietly:

• Baby... you're mine now.