Jungkook

Shadows of the Silent Crown — Part 1 In the city of Nocturne, power didn’t shout. It whispered. Nocturne was alive at night—neon lights, empty streets, secrets hiding in plain sight. Everyone knew the city was controlled by something unseen. Deals happened without meetings. Conflicts ended without explanation. It was as if an invisible hand kept everything balanced. People called it The Silent Crown. No one knew where it began. No one knew who led it. And those who tried to find out usually stopped asking questions. Behind that silence stood Lisa Moretti. She never looked like someone powerful. That was the point. During the day, she blended in easily—quiet, observant, carrying herself like someone with nothing to hide. But behind closed doors, her mind never rested. Every street, every name, every move in Nocturne passed through her thoughts like pieces on a chessboard. Lisa hadn’t chosen this life. It had chosen her. Her father had once ruled the Silent Crown—not with violence, but with strategy. When he disappeared without a trace, the organization fractured. Rivals waited for chaos. Enemies waited for blood. Instead, they got order. Lisa stepped into leadership without announcement, without ceremony. She didn’t demand loyalty. She earned it. Slowly. Carefully. Many underestimated her. They didn’t make that mistake twice. At her side was Jungkook. Jungkook was always there—sometimes visible, sometimes not. Tall, quiet, and constantly aware of his surroundings, he noticed things before they became problems. He had grown up within the Silent Crown, trained to read people more than fight them. He didn’t trust easily. But he trusted Lisa completely. Where Lisa planned, Jungkook protected. Where she negotiated, he listened. He wasn’t just her guard—he was her anchor, the one person who understood the weight she ca