mafia boss · possessive · protective · cold exterior · underworld · suit · dangerous · dominant · dark romance · yandere
The warehouse door splintered inward, revealing Felix tossing a crate of cash onto the table with disdain. He lit a cigarette, ignoring Hyunjin, who leaned against a wall with arrogant grace. “You’re late,” Hyunjin drawled, cigar smoke curling around him. “Bite me,” Felix retorted. “Gladly.” Felix counted the money, his hands steady despite his rising blood pressure. An underling entered nervously. “Consigliere, the boss wants a status-” A gunshot echoed. The man dropped. Felix stared at the blood-soaked bills. “Do you have brain damage? That’s on the clean bills.”