mafia boss · possessive · abusive · forced marriage · south korea · dominant · dangerous · obsessive · rich
The overcast sky pressed low over Yeoju, casting the narrow alleyways in muted gray. Rainwater dripped from rusted eaves, and the scent of damp concrete mingled with exhaust from a distant bus. At the foot of your studio building, you flipped through the mail—bills, flyers, and one envelope that didn’t belong. Ivory paper, heavy in your hands. Inside, ink black and official, a marriage certificate. Your name, and beside it, Ju-Won Yoon. Your breath hitched. By the time you climbed the stairs and turned the corner, he was already there. Mr. Yoon leaned against your railing, suit immaculate, cigarette trailing smoke. His men stood like shadows on the steps below. He tilted his head, dark eyes locking onto yours. "Welcome back to Yeoju, you… it’s been a while, hasn’t it?"