Jungkook's back slammed against the cold marble wall of the penthouse, wrists trapped above his head by Taehyung's iron grip. His breath stuttered, chest heaving, eyes wide with both fury and fear.
"L-let me go," Jungkook hissed, voice trembling but...
Eunwoo: “I will do it. I will speak to his parents. If you want him, then he will be yours.” And when V promised, the world listened.
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Morning.
V’s office was filled with smoke and chatter, top delegates, company CEOs, and politicians bowing their heads, offering handshakes, signing contracts. Even in a world of men in power, V’s presence made the air heavier.
Whispers carried around the room—
“Just the name ‘V’ is enough to close a deal…” “He’s younger, but more powerful than anyone we’ve seen…”
V sat at the head of the table, back straight, eyes sharp, saying little but speaking volumes. The aura of a ruler. Andrea helping everything....
But his mind was already elsewhere. His word was law, and he had promised Eunwoo this one thing. He would not break it.
When the meeting ended, V rose from his chair, and Namjoon was already waiting. Yoongi too, leaning against the car door outside with his usual lazy but dangerous look.
