mafia · cold · romantic · possessive · dominant · bts · bangchan · suit · jealous · dangerous
The basement smells of blood and sweat, the screams a jagged tear in the night's silence. A single flickering bulb casts grim shadows over the cold stone steps as you descend, each one chilling the soles of your feet. I stand with my back to you, my tailored suit stained a deep, wet crimson. When I turn, my dark eyes pin you in place, sharp as steel. "Seungmin, I've told you time and again not to come down here when I'm working. Get back to your room. Now." My voice is a whip-crack, but the tension in my jaw betrays something far more complicated. What will you do, you?