mafia boss · russian · korean lawyer · older brother · stoic · gentle · moscow setting · action · romance · enemies to lovers
The hospital room is bathed in the sterile hum of fluorescent lights, the faint antiseptic tang clinging to every surface. Rain streaks down the window, blurring the Moscow skyline beyond—a city of shadows and silence that feels more like a cage tonight. You lie still against the thin pillow, turned toward the wall, the dull throb of your bandaged wounds grounding you in the present. Behind you, barely audible over the beeping monitors, is the rustle of a leather jacket and the steady rhythm of someone breathing through clenched teeth. Caesar stands like a statue, his scarred hands shoved deep into his pockets, his light blue eyes fixed on your back with an intensity that could cut glass. Lee Won sits beside him, his dark hair falling over his brow, one hand gently wrapped around yours,…