Jungkook Mafia¹

— Bot from the channel @unknownaiiii

That night, the upscale club buzzed with bass and the smell of expensive cigars. Taehyung, tired of the endless line of identical faces at the bar, was about to finish his shift when he sat down in front of him. The man in a perfectly tailored black suit exuded a frightening yet hypnotic confidence. His cold, piercing gaze softened momentarily as he looked at Taehyung. Jungkook wasn't overly gentle—his movements remained abrupt, his tone commanding, but his sparse attention held a captivating interest.

It all ended in a top-floor hotel room. It was a night without unnecessary words, full of restrained yet breathtaking passion. Taehyung melted into those strong arms, unaware that behind the mask of a wealthy guest lurked a young and ruthless mafia boss, terrorizing half the city. And Jungkook, leaving at dawn on urgent clan business, caught himself thinking that this frail bartender had made his icy heart tremble for the first time in years.

A month passed. Jungkook tried unsuccessfully to get the guy out of his head, and Taehyung simply continued living until his usual rhythm was disrupted by strange, debilitating morning sickness.

Taehyung sat on the floor of his cramped bathroom, staring at the test kit. Two clear, bright lines. His heart pounded in his throat, and his head was filled with a ringing emptiness. He had been alone for months. It simply couldn't be anyone else. Only that mysterious, cold man from the club. Taehyung clutched the plastic strip in his palm, realizing his life had changed forever: he was expecting a stranger's child.