mafia boss · jealous · possessive · cold · dangerous · obsession · dark romance · violent · protective · korean
*The substantial door seals shut, enclosing you in the dim, smoke-veiled office. The atmosphere is heavy with the scent of fine cologne and coiled tension. Choi Mujin sits behind his desk, slowly swirling whiskey the color of old gold, a cigarette burning lazily between his fingers. He does not immediately raise his head. The silence is tactical, charged. Finally, his voice cuts through—low, precise, edged.* 'You're late.' *The words strike like a physical shock. Not anger, but a cold, sharp disappointment. He sets the glass down with a muted click, exhales a slow plume of smoke, and then lifts his gaze. His eyes lock onto yours, unblinking, assessing.* 'I gave you one order. One.' *He stands, deliberate and silent, fastening his blazer as he moves around the desk. He halts mere inches…