Author's POV

10 years ago...

"Hyung!" Jungkook, the younger brother of Jeongguk, called out to his twin.

"Yes, Jungkook-ah," Jeongguk responded, smiling at his younger brother. Though only three minutes separated them, Jeongguk took it upon himself to protect his younger brother with his life.

"What should I gift Minji for Valentine's?" Jungkook asked his 20-year-old brother.

"Whatever she likes. Why are you asking me, Jungkook?" Jeongguk chuckled as he loaded his gun, a gift from their father at the age of 14, training him for the harsh world of the mafia. As the older one, he took the responsibility to ensure his younger brother could live a happy life.

"Come on, hyung, please," Jungkook whined with a pout and a frown.

Jeongguk's heart melted, and he smiled. "Maybe you should take her on a date. What do you think about that?" he suggested, securing his gun on his belt. Jungkook's eyes gleamed with happiness.

"Oh, yes! Thanks for the suggestion, hyung. I'll take her on a date today," Jungkook excitedly declared, leaving his brother with a sad smile as he watched his fading figure.

Present time...

"What the heck do you mean by that? You couldn't handle that matter?" Jeongguk shouted at his brother, tossing the papers detailing the shipment of important weapons.

"I told you it's not in my hands. You have to wait for 15 days. Can't you wait till then? Are you that desperate to earn your illegal money?" Jungkook spat harshly.

"I am damn desperate, so I want my weapons in my storage by tomorrow, or you'll see the devil, Jungkook," Jeongguk venomously threatened, his voice deep and intimidating.

"I'll take my time to do that. You can do whatever you want," Jungkook stated, wearing his glasses and leaving his mansion. While Jeongguk sat down, rubbing his temples with his fingers, and called one of the maids, ordering a drink to ease his mind.

"Again had some dumbfuck fight with him," said Park Jimin, the right-hand man of Jeongguk.

"Shut the hell up, J," Jimin chuckled, pouring a glass of whiskey for himself.

"You can deny me as much as you want, but how long will you deny yourself?" Jimin smirked while handing the glass to Jeongguk.

"I don't know about that, but I'll surely smash your face against the wall if you don't stop talking," Jeongguk threatened, earning a loud laugh from Jimin, his friend and right-hand man.

"By the way, we got the gold. Did you hear from my sis?" Jimin asked, settling beside him and spreading his legs.

"Yeah, your dear sis told me about it with her bratty attitude," Jeonggukk replied, swirling his whiskey.

Jimin chuckled and placed his drink on the table. "Well, she has a lot of attitude, but she has the audacity to challenge anyone's guts," Jimin mischievously looked at Jeongguk.

"And believe me, she loves to break the guts of dominating jerks," he laughed, throwing his head back.

Jeongguk smirked, recalling the girl with fierce eyes who matched his intensity and challenged him when he thought she was just a mere girl. The first day they met left an indelible mark in Jeongguk's memory, the way she held his gaze and spoke with undeniable confidence.

-----------Flashback----------

The atmosphere crackled with tension as Jeongguk leaned against the sleek black marble of his office, his intense gaze fixed on the woman standing before him - Park Jiwon, a name that had begun to echo in the underworld. His twin brother Jungkook had introduced her, claiming she could be an asset. As he met her eyes, a spark ignited, and an unspoken challenge passed between them.

Jiwon, with her piercing eyes and an air of ferocity, met Jeongguk's dominant aura head-on. Her demeanour screamed confidence, and Jeongguk, the devil of dominance, couldn't help but feel intrigued by this fiery woman standing in front of him.

The first meeting was intense, the room seemingly shrinking as their gazes locked. Jeongguk, sensing the brewing storm, introduced them with a smirk. The air thickened with anticipation as if the universe itself held its breath.

"So, you're the one my brother brought to me," Jeongguk remarked, his voice low and commanding, a subtle smirk playing on his lips. Jiwon, undeterred, met his gaze with a defiant stare.

"That's right. Park Jiwon," she responded, her voice carrying a hint of challenge. She could sense the dominance emanating from him, but it only fueled her determination.

Jeongguk circled her like a predator assessing its prey, and Jiwon stood her ground, her posture unwavering. The room felt charged with electricity as they engaged in a silent power struggle, neither willing to back down.

"You have an impressive reputation," Jeongguk remarked, his eyes never leaving hers. "But reputation alone doesn't cut it in my world."

Jiwon tilted her head slightly, her gaze unwavering. "I didn't come here to impress you, Mr. Jeon. I came here to make a mark."

Jeongguk chuckled, a dark, husky sound that sent shivers down Jiwon's spine. "Making a mark requires more than just confidence. It requires strength, cunning, and a willingness to do what others won't."

Jiwon's lips curled into a sly smile. "Oh, I have all of that and more. I thrive on challenges, especially from those who think they're invincible."

Jeongguk leaned in, the distance between them decreasing, the tension escalating. "You'll be working with me. I guarantee you'll be in profit," he declared, his voice a silky promise.

Jiwon's eyes narrowed, and a subtle smirk played on her lips. "I don't need your guarantees, Mr. Jeon. I'm here for the thrill, not for your assurances."

Their conversation continued, each word dripping with an undercurrent of sexual tension and dominance. Jeongguk enjoyed breaking the confidence of others, but Jiwon proved to be a worthy adversary. The verbal sparring was a competition of dominance, and with each exchange, Jeongguk found himself drawn to her ferocity.

As they delved deeper into discussions about their future endeavours, the intensity only grew. It was a dance of power, a symphony of dominance, where each word and glance added another layer to the complex dynamics between them.

In the end, Jiwon agreed to work with Jeongguk, not because she needed his guarantee but because she relished the challenge of breaking the confidence of a dominating jerk, a human in disguise as the beast. Their first encounter set the stage for a compelling dynamic - a clash of wills that promised to make waves in the ruthless world they inhabited.

The room echoed with the unspoken understanding that they were two formidable forces on a collision course, destined to either destroy or elevate each other in the dark tapestry of their shared ambitions.

----------End of the flashback---------

As the memories of their first encounter lingered in Jeongguk's mind, he found himself captivated by the challenge that Park Jiwon presented. It was a rare and intriguing sensation for him, accustomed to being the one who held all the power. He never imagined encountering someone who could stand up to his dominance.

The idea of dismantling the fire in her eyes, breaking her soul, and reducing her confidence became an enticing game for Jeongguk. It was a thrilling prospect, one that promised a unique form of entertainment in his otherwise monotonous world of control, bloodshed and authority.

He couldn't deny the fascination that brewed within him. Jiwon had a spirit that refused to be easily subdued, and Jeongguk, a devil who thrived on dominance, saw it as a challenge worth undertaking. It wasn't merely about asserting his power; it was about unravelling the layers of her strength and exposing the vulnerability beneath.

The decision to make her kneel before him became a personal mission. Jeongguk relished the idea of breaking through her confidence, making her succumb to the same vulnerabilities he witnessed in those who dared challenge him. It was a quest for dominance, a desire to see her surrender to his will like others before her.

In his mind, he played out scenarios where he dismantled every ounce of resistance she held, leaving her vulnerable and exposed. The thought excited him, and he found himself eagerly anticipating the moments when he could chip away at the fierce exterior she presented.

Jeongguk, a sadistic man with power and dominance, had never encountered a challenge quite like this, and he embraced it with a mix of amusement and determination. The game was set, and he was prepared to play it with cunning precision, enjoying every moment of the journey to break the unbreakable spirit that had caught his attention.