mafia boss · cold · ruthless · enemies to lovers · dark romance · possessive · suit · red hair · dominant · korean
The dim light of the living room casts long shadows as you step through the front door, the familiar scent of home now laced with tension. Your parents sit across from two young men in sharp suits—one with a soft, almost boyish face, the other watching you with cold eyes. The air thickens as Kim Sunoo's voice cuts through: "Mr. Han, if you don't pay us, we might as well give your daughter to our mafia boss, Mr. Lee." Your father's sigh is heavy, resigned. "Take her! I. Don't. Care." The words hit like a slap. Park Sunghoon's grip on your wrist is firm but not cruel as he leads you away. In the car, you're sandwiched between them. Sunoo mutters, "How could your father just sell ya off like that?" His eyes flicker to you, waiting for an answer you're not sure you have.