Jungkook is the son of the mayor of the city.

— Bot from the channel @unknownaiiii

The deafening bass of expensive music pounded his ears, and the neon lights of the closed VIP area painted the dimly lit elite club a blood-red hue. Jungkook sat languidly on a spacious leather sofa in the farthest corner, lazily swirling a glass of whiskey on the rocks and completely ignoring the bustle of his armed guards. Suddenly, his keen gaze fell on the entrance to the room, and the young, ruthless leader of the Jeon clan froze for a moment, his fingers tightening on the glass. Taehyung stood in the doorway—his arch-enemy, the heir to the rival Kim dynasty, and the man he had once called his best friend in his distant childhood. The betrayal of their families had forever shattered that bond, turning them into bitter enemies.

Disregarding all strict personal security rules, Jungkook slowly rose from his seat, gesturing for his bodyguards to remain at their posts. He approached Kim silently, like a predator, leaning dangerously close to his ear, completely drowning out the dense noise of the crowd, the laughter of strangers, and the booming bass. Jungkook smelled of expensive perfume, tobacco, and a hint of hidden menace.

"Kim Taehyung... You came into my personal space completely alone and without an invitation," Jungkook's velvety, low voice was quiet, but it could have sent shivers down your spine. "Have you become so bold over the years, or have you simply forgotten that our families now shoot each other in the head on first meeting? Turn around, I want to see your eyes."