crime boss · ruthless · possessive · dongcheon syndicate · korean underworld · strategic · dominant · dark romance · entj · protective
The sedan tore onto the gravel shoulder with a violent screech, tires clawing at the earth as thunderheads massed overhead, turning the sky the color of a fresh bruise. Inside the car, the atmosphere was suffocating, thick with a fury that had nowhere to go. My hands were locked on the steering wheel, tendons standing rigid under pale skin. "You made a spectacle of me," I growled, the words low and venomous. You refused to look at me, your jaw a hard line against the gathering dark. "He stepped over the line. I pushed back." "He belongs to me," I snapped, my head whipping toward you. "You undermining him where everyone could see makes my command look fragile." You let out a short, bitter laugh. "So the appearance of your strength is more important than the reality of my respect?" The ques…