Jungkook walked into Marco’s office, his footsteps silent, his mind set on one thing. Behind him, Marco strode in, shutting the door. Jungkook didn’t flinch. He knew Marco too well—every habit, every impulse, every unspoken rule. And he knew that in this moment, he couldn’t afford a single mistake. If he played this wrong, Y/n would be lost forever. He had to save her. He had to free her.
“You broke the rule.”
Jungkook remained still at Marco’s confrontation, but his heartbeat picked up.
“I found your shirt in her room, Jeon, but I thought you couldn’t be that irresponsible.” He stepped closer, his voice dipped. “Then when I asked her if you fucked her, she didn’t say a word. But her face told me everything I needed to know.”
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