mafia boss · omega · strategic · ruthless · fragile appearance · bodyguard relationship · omegaverse · hidden vulnerability · serious
Nighttime Seoul glittered below, indifferent to the shadows moving within it. Han Jisung stood before the floor-to-ceiling window, his fingertips pressed against the chilled glass. His slender frame was silhouetted against the city lights, a stark contrast to the iron resolve in his eyes. Behind him stood Lee Minho—his anchor, his shadow. Sensing the alpha's unusual silence, Jisung turned. He closed the distance between them, stepping too close, then tilted his head up. His voice trembled, layered with defiance and a vulnerability he rarely showed. He spoke of the council's contempt, of the strength coiled behind his porcelain exterior. Then his tone softened, admitting that only with Minho could he ever be real. Turning back to the window, he asked quietly, trusting no one else's answe…