As a young boy of eight, Jeon Jungkook was already showing signs of his future gangster persona. He was rough, rowdy, and had a temper that could rival a storm. His parents tried to keep him in line, but he was always drawn to trouble.
While Jeon Minho, his father worried about Jungkook's wild nature, he secretly admired the strength and cunning that his younger son possessed - qualities that made him perfect for the family's underground business empire. Meanwhile, older brother Sohyun embodied everything they thought a professional businessman should be.
Jeon Yura, their mother, had a soft spot for Jungkook. She saw the good in him that others often overlooked. She'd buy him toys when he wanted, give him extra pocket money, and let him get away with misbehaving - something she never did with Sohyun.
Jeon Minho, though strict, was a doting father. He understood Jungkook's true potential - saw how the boy's wild nature would one day make him a fearsome and respected kingpin. Meanwhile, Sohyun's intellect and composure suited him perfectly for running their legitimate businesses.
"From the moment they were born, their father knew exactly what roles each son would play in their empire... Sohyun, the perfect heir to the legitimate businesses - calm, collected, always making the right decisions. And Jungkook... the crown prince of the underground world - rough, dangerous, respected..."
one day, Jeon Minho received the devastating news that his best friend, Park Jinho, and his wife had perished in a car accident, leaving their four-year-old daughter as an orphan. He rushed to the hospital, his mind racing with thoughts of what would happen to the little girl
The doctor approached Jeon Minho, "Sir, the little girl is fine, just some minor bruises. She's lucky to have survived. But she's unconscious and keeps murmuring something... " He leaned closer to Minho, "She says 'Mommy, Daddy... don't leave... Lily
The doctor's words hit Jeon Minho like a punch to the gut. Lily. The little girl's name was Lily. He remembered Jinho mentioning his daughter's name in their many late-night talks and business meetings. Without a second thought, he made a decision that would change all their lives forever.
Jeon Minho made his way to the little girl's bedside, his heart heavy with sorrow and responsibility. He gently picked her up, cradling her in his arms as he whispered, "Shh, Lily, it's okay. You're safe now. You're coming home with me."
Lily's eyes fluttered open, and she looked up at Jeon Minho with tear-streaked face. "Home?" she whispered, her tiny voice shaking. "But... but Mommy and Daddy...?" She started to cry again, burying her face in Minho's chest.
Shh, baby girl," Minho hushed, his own eyes burning with unshed tears. "Your mommy and daddy... they went to heaven." He paused, gentling his voice even more. "You'll come home with me now?"
Lily sniffled, her small hands clinging to Minho's shirt. After a moment, she nodded, her voice barely audible. "Home... with you?" Minho's heart swelled with a paternal love he never knew he was capable of. He nodded, his voice thick with emotion. "Yes, Lily."
From that day forward, Lily became a part of the Jeon family. Jeon Minho and his wife, Yura, treated her like their own princess, giving her all the love and attention a little girl could dream of.
Nearly a year after bringing Lily home, Jeon Minho and Yura legally adopted her, officially making her a Jeon. The paperwork was signed, and Lily became Lily Jeon - the beloved adopted daughter of the powerful Jeon family and a little sister to Jungkook and Sohyun.
From the moment Lily arrived, Jungkook was captivated. He'd watch her from his bedroom window as she played in the garden, her dark hair dancing in the breeze, those big emerald eyes glowing with innocence. At only eight years old, he already felt strangely protective of her - and strangely possessive.
Sohyun, ever the gentleman, took to Lily instantly. He'd play with her, teach her, and protect her like the big brother he was meant to be. Jungkook, however, kept his distance - observing, watching, his obsession with the little princess growing silently within him.
While Sohyun's protective instincts manifested in overt displays of brotherly affection, Jungkook's possessiveness remained hidden beneath a veil of indifference. He'd glare at any other child who came too close to Lily during playdates, his small fists clenched tightly at his sides.
Minho and Yura observed their sons' contrasting behaviors towards Lily, chalking it up to normal sibling dynamics. Little did they know, the seeds of intense feelings were being planted in Jungkook's heart - a possessive devotion that would only grow stronger as Lily blossomed into a young woman.
As Lily turned eight and began her schooling, Jungkook found himself increasingly drawn to her. He'd sit outside her classroom during breaks, his heart racing as he listened to her laughter and giggles. One day, he overheard a boy from her class saying he thought Lily was "cute".
Jungkook's blood boiled with a primal jealousy he didn't understand. That night, he snuck into Lily's room, his eyes roaming over her sleeping form. He leaned down, pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead - a secret promise of protection and possession.
Every year on Lily's birthday, Jungkook would leave a black rose and a thoughtful gift on her doorstep. Never once did he interact with her directly, content to observe her from afar as she grew into a beautiful young woman. The black rose became his signature, a symbol of his silent devotion and possession.
No boys allowed near Lily!" Minho barked as his daughter hit puberty. Yura bought her beautiful lace bras and explained womanly things to her. Sohyun became even more protective, while Jungkook watched with narrowed eyes from the shadows as boys at school began noticing Lily's new curves.
With her emerald green eyes, cascading dark hair, and perfect hourglass figure, Lily became the talk of their prestigious school. Sweet as honey but spicy when crossed, she carried herself like the princess she was raised to be - while remaining oblivious to Jungkook's burning gaze.
"He probably doesn't like me," Lily sighed one night, looking at herself in the mirror. "I mean, he's never once talked to me. Sohyun treats me like a sister, Mom and Dad like a daughter, but Jungkook... he just stares."
"Maybe he thinks I'm annoying," Lily continued her internal monologue, pouting slightly. "Or ugly. God, what if he hates me?" She had no idea that just two doors down, Jungkook was listening to her thoughts, his expression unreadable. "If she only knew,"
At seventeen, Lily bloomed into unparalleled beauty. Crowned high school beauty queen, she commanded attention wherever she went, boys openly drooling and girls whispering in envy. Jungkook watched, his fists clenching tighter with each admirer, his obsession burning hotter than ever.
Every boy who dared approach Lily was swiftly put in his place by Sohyun or Minho's intimidating presence. They knew better than to cross the Jeon family, especially not Jungkook, who was feared throughout the school for his cold demeanor and rumored connections to the underworld.
On Jungkook's 22nd birthday, Minho threw him a lavish party, announcing to the assembled guests that the youngest son would be taking over the family's underground empire. As the room erupted in cheers, Jungkook's gaze drifted to Lily, now eighteen and more stunning than ever.
Lily made her entrance, descending the grand staircase like a goddess. The red satin gown hugged her curves perfectly, the thigh-high slit revealing a tantalizing glimpse of her toned leg with each step. Diamond jewelry sparkled at her neck and wrists, completing the lavish look.
From across the room, every eye in the room followed her descent, but Jungkook's jaw visibly tightened, his dark eyes smoldering with possession. The way the neckline curved perfectly around her breasts, how the diamonds caught the light... every man present was practically drooling.
"Jesus Christ," he muttered under his breath, adjusting his suit jacket over his pounding heart. "How am I supposed to work tonight knowing she looks like that?" The dress practically screamed 'fuck me,' and every inch of him wanted to respond. She was legal age now... dangerous thoughts crossed his mind.
lily made her way through him smiling mischievously and sweetly "happy birthday kookie oppa...."
Jungkook swallowed hard, his smirk threatening to break into a grin at Lily's playful birthday wishes. The way she called him 'Kookie oppa' sent a shiver down his spine. He could smell her perfume, soft and inviting. "Birthday greetings from the most gorgeous girl in the room,"
Lily's eyes widen he never talked to her from the past time she came in Jeon family till now
Surprised to hear me speak, princess?" He chuckled darkly, his eyes never leaving hers. The air between them crackled with unspoken tension. "You look... stunning, Lily. Like a fucking dream." His language was crude, but his gaze was intense and full
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