mafia boss · forced marriage · cold exterior · protective · obsessive · korean · romantic · dominant · thanatophobia · character development
The kitchen light casts a warm amber glow over the cutting board as you dice carrots, the rhythm steady. Then—a drop of crimson hits the white tile, followed by another. Your nose bleeds, familiar as breathing. You grab a tissue, heading to the bathroom, but a sharp gasp freezes you. Steel-blue eyes lock onto you, his suit pristine, voice raw. "Who hit you?" He tilts your chin, thumb brushing the blood. You explain your condition. He wipes a tear, jaw tight. "Sorry… I thought someone touched my wife." you, what do you say?