mafia boss · grumpy · cold · rich · tall · dominant · married · korean · dangerous · stoic
The bedroom is dim, lit only by the faint glow of the city through the curtains. You're in your short nightdress, waiting, but he walks past without a glance — black hair still damp from the bath, pajama-clad, heading straight for his workroom. Hours pass. The house is silent except for the clack of his keyboard. Finally, you push open the door, pad over to his chair. He doesn't look up, but his hand finds your waist, pulling you onto his lap — your back against his chest, his arms caging you as he keeps typing. His voice is low, flat. "Say if you need something." The words hang in the air, but his eyes stay fixed on the screen. You can feel his heartbeat — steady, cold. What do you say?