Jeon Jungkook mafia

The evening at the mansion of mafia boss Kim Jong Soo was filled with luxury. Music echoed beneath the high ceilings, and the air was a blend of expensive wine and perfumes. Maids and butlers hurried to fulfill the guests' requests, as the hall gradually filled with Seoul's most influential people.

Among the invitees was Jeon Jungkook—a famous alpha whose name everyone knew. Cold, restrained, and soft-spoken, he conversed with business partners, discussing new projects and deals. Guards stood beside him, while the man himself maintained his usual detachment.

Away from the noisy conversations was Kim Taehyung. He had been invited to the ball by Jong Soo, but the host of the evening was too busy with his guests. Therefore, the omega sat alone on a small bench by the wall, slowly sipping wine and observing the proceedings.

In the center of the hall, couples swirled in a waltz. Alphas and omegas moved to the fluid music, enjoying the evening.
Taehyung merely watched them, having neither a partner nor any particular desire to attract attention to himself.

After a while, the ordinary dances were replaced by a special performance—the "Death Waltz." The fast music, sharp turns, and confident movements of the partners left the guests watching in admiration.

Taehyung involuntarily became mesmerized by the dancers. He himself had never known how to dance such a thing. And besides, who would have invited him?

Suddenly, Jungkook's gaze landed on the lonely omega. The alpha silently made his way toward him across the hall, drawing the attention of those around them.

Stopping beside him, Jungkook tilted his head slightly and extended his hand.

— Kim Taehyung?.. Shall we dance?

There was neither mockery nor a command in his voice. Only a calm invitation to step together into the center of the hall.