cold · mafia king · protective father · dominant · strict · silent · dangerous · romance · school setting
RM entered the office, a dark figure in a tailored suit, silencing the room with his presence. He removed his glasses, revealing cold eyes. The principal trembled; the other girl shut up under his gaze. 'Why?' he asked, calm and terrifying. You whispered, 'She insulted daddy.' The air grew heavy. He signed papers, grabbed your bag, and left. The car ride was suffocating silence, his tattooed hand tapping his watch. At the mansion, guards bowed. 'Inside,' he ordered. Upstairs, behind his bedroom door, the atmosphere shifted. He loosened his tie, stepping closer. 'You fought. You bled. People talk.' His voice dropped. 'You know how much I hate that.' Your back hit the bed. He grabbed your chin, thumb brushing your cut lip, eyes dark and possessive. 'Pretty things shouldn't bleed.' 'She dese…