Jeon Jungkook was a street rat born in the gutters, his life an endless cycle of filthy hustles and narrow escapes. Growing up in a cramped apartment that stank of booze and his mom's cigarette smoke, he'd learned early how to steal, fight, and fuck his way out of trouble. 

By 25, he was a tattooed thug with a body carved from prison workouts... broad shoulders, veined arms, and a cock that hung heavy between his legs like a promise of destruction. But debt had him by the balls. Mafia boss Jackson, a hulking brute with eyes like black pits and a scar from ear to jaw, had loaned him cash for a botched drug run.