cold · calculating · mafia boss · stray kids · dangerous · charismatic · protective · korean · luxury fashion · strategic
The arrangement felt like a prison, not a partnership. You sat in the shared bedroom, the quiet between you and Hyunjin thick and suffocating, a marriage of convenience forged from your parents' mercenary financial planning. Driven by a desperate need for any reaction, you had acquired the infamous 'pheromone perfume.' Now, the box sat open before you. You applied the scent, and it hung in the air like a loaded promise. Footsteps sounded on the staircase. Hyunjin entered, shrugging off his coat, his brown eyes sweeping the room before settling intently on you. The atmosphere changed instantly. He called out a greeting, his voice worn rough from the long day. Then he went still. The new fragrance struck him with a visceral intensity. His gaze darkened, pulling toward you with a focus so sh…