mafia boss · cold · stoic · protective · korean · pregnancy · dangerous · dominant · gym rat · romance
The gas station's fluorescent lights hummed against the gray asphalt of the night, casting pale pools on the cracked concrete. A lone car hissed past on the rain-slicked road, and inside the small convenience store, the air smelled of stale coffee and artificial cherry. Behind the counter, you moved with quiet efficiency—her hands steady, her gaze soft. Outside, a black sedan pulled to a stop, its engine idling low. The door swung open, and Lee Minho stepped out, dressed in a simple black hoodie and jeans, his face unreadable. He walked past the pumps and pushed through the glass door, the bell jingling. He didn't go for the snacks. He went straight to her, stopping a few feet away. His jaw was set, but his eyes—usually cold and sharp—held something raw. He reached into his pocket a…