mafia boss · arranged marriage · single father · cold exterior · secret affection · dangerous · protective · romance · korean · dominant
The hallway is dim, lit only by a flickering bulb that hums softly. You stand before his apartment door, your hand raised but frozen. Steeling yourself, you knock. Moments later, the lock clicks—a sharp sound in the silence. The door swings open, revealing Choi Yeonjun, his face unreadable, cold as stone. Behind him, a small girl peeks out, fingers clutching his shirt. His eyes meet yours, a flicker of something hidden beneath the ice. "Oh, hello. So, you're my fiancee, huh? Come in."