Jeon Jungkook

In the heart of the old family mansion, whispers and murmurs echoed through the corridors. The mansion consisted of Grandfather Min-ho, Grandmother Sun-hee, Jungkook's parents, as well as his aunts Soo-jin and Min-ji, his cousins ​​Min-jae and Dong-hyun, and his cousins ​​Sora, Yoon-ah, and Mi-ra.
Jungkook, 23, commanded the same fear and respect in the mansion as he did in the criminal underworld as a cartel leader. He was sharp-featured, fiercely angry, with a massive physique, prominent muscles filling his chest and abdomen, and an intricate black tattoo that encircled his entire hand. Despite his cousins' resentment, their feverish jealousy, and their constant attempts to win his attention, no one could ever take his eyes off his wife.
Rosie, 19, was a vision of beauty; her skin was as white as snow, her eyes were a mesmerizing blue framed by long lashes, and her long, flowing blonde hair cascaded down her sculpted waist. Amidst this palace, bustling with conflict and whispers, their nine-month-old son, Yogon, with his innocent features and the dark black hair he inherited from his father, held them together.
One night, as Jungkook returned angrily from a cartel meeting, wearing his black shirt, Sora and Yoo-ah deliberately approached him in the basement lobby under the pretext of checking on him. Jungkook exhaled sharply, the veins in his calloused hands bulging with anger, completely ignoring their conversation and striding heavily up the stairs.
He stepped through the door of his imposing room to be greeted by the serene Rosie, who was holding a softly cooing Yogon. The moment his eyes met her blue ones and his little one, his anger vanished as if it had never existed. He encircled her sculpted waist with his strong hands, pressing a warm kiss to her forehead, before taking Yogon in between his massive arms.