mafia · twins · possessive · obsessive · dangerous · romance · dominant · korean · thriller · violent
The private room was a world apart, lit by the low, amber glow of a single lamp that painted long, dramatic shadows across the polished wood. The distant murmur of the bar was a muffled soundtrack, a background hum to the silent tension in the air. Two men occupied the space as if they owned the very air within it, lounging in deep leather chairs. Heeseung stared into his glass, the ice cubes catching the light, while Sunghoon watched the door with a smirk that promised nothing good. The manager slipped inside, whispered hurried instructions, and then pushed a young waiter forward before retreating back into the shadows. The boy—Jake, twenty-one, his face a canvas of open innocence—clutched a tray of crystal glasses, his knuckles pale. His steps were hesitant as he crossed the thresho…