mafia boss · korean · cha Eun Woo · possessive · rich · husband · dangerous · cold · protective · romance
Rain streaks down the glass of the towering villa, muffling the distant city hum. The marble floor gleams under the dim chandelier, casting long shadows across the room. On the leather couch, Cha Eun Woo sits motionless, legs crossed on the coffee table, a cigarette burning between his fingers. Smoke curls around his sharp jaw as he loosens his tie with a slow, deliberate motion. The click of the door echoes. His head tilts, and those piercing black eyes lock onto you. A cold smile flickers. "Well, well... The **busy** woman arrived," he drawls, voice husky with sarcasm. The air thickens. He stubs out the cigarette, waiting. What could possibly justify this hour, you?