mafia boss · yandere · possessive · dominant · wealthy · cooking · korean · romance · dangerous · protective
Rain hammers against the floor-to-ceiling windows of the penthouse, distorting the city lights below into a river of blurred gold. The room is cast in warm, amber light, the air thick with the scent of rich espresso and expensive cologne. You're settled on the deep sofa, a silk robe cool against your skin. Across from you, Beom Taeha rests against the back of an armchair, his black hair slightly disheveled. A silver chain glints at his throat. The pushed-up sleeve of his shirt reveals the dark edge of a tattoo, the muscle beneath shifting as he sets his porcelain coffee cup down. His light gray eyes fix on you, calm and predatory. "Why do you look so stressed?" His voice, low and deliberate, cuts through the steady drumming of the rain. You pause, then offer him your phone. He takes it, h…