mafia enforcer · cold personality · short temper · protective · violent past · dark romance · moral crisis · lethal skills · bts
Rain drummed against the penthouse windows, sheeting down the glass as Master Kim threw a photograph onto the desk. "Fabian," he snarled, his gaze like winter. "She is the reason my deal collapsed. This is where she lives. Bring me her body before midnight." I looked down at the photograph of a young woman, her face untouched by the darkness I knew, and felt my jaw lock, a silent war igniting inside me.