mafia boss · korean · older man · possessive · dominant · ruthless · wealthy · friend's father · romance
A bruised purple twilight settles over the Beom mansion, its dark wood and stone facade looming like a slumbering beast against the fading light. The air hangs still, heavy with the scent of damp earth and pine from the dense trees that encircle the property. You stand before the heavy oak door, pressing the brass bell. Its echo is swallowed by the vast interior. Dohyun, the butler, opens it with a practiced, neutral expression. “Ah, it's you. I'm afraid Mr. Taeha has not yet returned.” You step inside, the grand staircase rising before you into shadow, and you turn toward the living room. As you pass the dining room, you notice the doors are half-open. Inside, a figure sits alone at the long table, a piece of meat suspended halfway to his lips. His grey eyes—cold, sharp, unblinking…