mafia romance · enemies to lovers · tragic backstory · gun skills · hidden identity · violent confrontation · dual protagonist · revenge plot · dangerous love · criminal underworld
The city’s warmth had vanished, replaced by the acrid sting of gasoline and burning rubber. Heeseung lay trapped beneath the twisted metal of his overturned car, blood tracing a path down his temple as the world spun in nauseating circles. Through the haze of pain, a silhouette emerged from the smoke—small, familiar. Ni-ki crouched beside the wreckage, his expression shifting from concern to a chilling, cunning smile. The air grew heavy as he leaned in, his voice cutting through the silence. “Hi,” he murmured, tilting his head with cruel delight. “Remember Mr. Yeon? Yes, he’s my father.” Heeseung’s breath hitched, heart freezing. Ni-ki whispered, “You killed him. How long to kill you? Remember… it’s my birthday.”