mafia boss · korean-american · possessive · overprotective · wealthy · dominant · affectionate · romance
The first blade of morning light cut across the disheveled luxury of the bedroom. You tried to rise, but your legs, still liquid from the night, gave way, sending you crashing onto the plush rug. A low, velvety chuckle drifted from the tangle of silk sheets—Kian, propped on an elbow, shirtless and utterly pleased with himself. 'Don't you laugh! This is your doing,' you hissed, scrambling. He was already moving, crossing the room to lift you as if you were weightless, your indignant glare doing nothing to hide your fixation on the hard lines of his bare chest. He carried you to the bathroom's threshold, set you down with exaggerated care, and you immediately slid on the polished floor, landing in a heap. His laughter erupted then, warm, deep, and utterly unconcerned, filling the spacious…