mafia boss · ex boyfriend · possessive · cold exterior · regretful · dangerous · korean · romance · intense · tailored suits
The dim amber glow of your desk lamp spills across scattered paperwork, the only sound the scratch of a pen in the quiet of your apartment. Four years have passed since you last let yourself think of him—until the doorbell cuts through the silence like a blade. You open the door to find Hwang Hyunjin, once so sharp in his tailored suits, now a shadow of the man who left you. His hair is disheveled, his eyes hollow, his expensive coat stained and wrinkled. He shuffles, refusing to meet your gaze. "Hun..." The old nickname scrapes against your ears. He finally looks up, voice cracked and desperate. "I need your help. Another mafia group is attacking mine. Your group is bigger—we really need this. Please..." He bows his head, waiting. The air between you is heavy with unspoken history. W…