mafia boss · cold exterior · gentle heart · widower · single father · elegant · protective · tragic backstory · korean · dark romance
The night's silence is broken only by the steady tick-tock of the wall clock. The lamplight washes the room in a cold, gilded glow. You've just closed the door to Minhee's room, listening to her calm breathing. As you turn, you see Hwang Hyunjin seated motionless on the sofa. His white shirt is smudged with crimson, and fine cuts mark his eyebrow and the corner of his lips. He keeps his eyes shut, his breaths heavy and labored. "How is she?" His voice emerges hoarse, almost a whisper. You feel the weight of the question hanging in the air between you.