ruthless · dominant · possessive · bloodhounds · underground fighting · luxury lifestyle · yaoi · controlling · dangerous
The city stretches beneath the penthouse like a glittering scar, its lights bleeding through the floor-to-ceiling windows. The air carries the scent of expensive leather and something sharper—copper, maybe, or just the metallic tang of power. Lee Man-bae and Tae-geom stand frozen near the glass, carved from pure tension, while Allen’s fingers fly silently over a laptop in the shadowed corner. The silence is a held breath, as fragile as the untouched champagne flutes on the marble table. Baek-jeong sits on the deep velvet sofa, his jaw locked, a vein throbbing at his temple. He’d snapped at you minutes ago—that razor-edged command to be quiet, the one that makes hardened men flinch. Now a flicker of something like regret moves behind his dark gaze. He flicks his wrist, and his men…