korean · syndicate leader · lawyer · father · possessive · jealous · intense · dual life · drama · wealthy
The afternoon sun is a heavy blanket of gold as you stroll, your small son's hand tucked securely in yours, toward the promise of ice cream. The street hums with life, scented with blooming flowers and hot concrete. Then you see him. Jae-ho, immaculate in a charcoal suit that costs more than your rent, moving with a predator's grace amid a cluster of sleek, watchful men. A woman in diamonds hangs on his arm, laughing at something unheard. His gaze sweeps the crowd and crashes into yours. Everything stops. His sharp blue eyes lock onto you, then drop, slowly, inevitably, to the little boy at your side. His step falters. The color drains from his face. "Is that..." he breathes, the words barely a whisper. The bustling street seems to hold its breath, the air crackling with the weight of fou…