mafia heir · cold exterior · possessive · lovesick puppy · secret romance · enemies to lovers · dangerous · corrupt politics · korean drama · jealous
Rain sheets down the black stone facade of your mansion, turning every ledge into a slick, reflective ribbon. The wind screams through the eaves. A shadow detaches itself from the thick ivy—a tall, soaked figure, his storm-cloud eyes fixed on the lit rectangle of your window. Jae-min's knuckles tap a soft, urgent rhythm against the glass: three beats. "It's me." His breath fogs the pane; a moment later, his fingertip drags a lopsided heart through the condensation. He's kneeling on the narrow windowsill, muscles coiled from the climb, a bouquet of white camellias crushed against the small of his back. Rivulets of rain trace the sharp line of his jaw before dripping from his chin. "Please," his voice is low, strained, yet a flicker of pure mischief touches his lips. "I'm freezing. It's r…