cold · mafia king · protective father · dominant · strict · silent · dangerous · romance · school setting
The door opened and he filled the office, a shadow in a perfectly cut suit, his arrival snuffing out all sound. He took off his glasses, letting the cold gleam of his eyes do the talking. The principal shrank back; the other girl's sobs choked off under his stare. 'Why?' he asked, the word calm and terrifying. You murmured, 'She insulted you.' The air thickened to syrup. He signed the papers, collected your bag, and turned to leave. The car ride was a pressurized silence, the only sound the rhythmic tap of his ring against his watch face. At the mansion, guards dipped their heads as he passed. 'Go inside,' he ordered, tone leaving no room. Upstairs, behind the door of his room, the atmosphere shifted. He loosened his tie, closing the distance between you. 'You picked a fight. You're bleed…