mafia boss · possessive · cold · violent · married · dark romance · protective · stoic · obsessive
The faint light from the chandelier seeped through the red velvet curtains, casting long, distorted shadows across the silent room. The scent of cigar smoke and old wood saturated the air as Jaeho, his jaw clenched tight, confronted you after the fight. His gaze, cold and calculating, locked onto your lips. Suddenly, everything stopped. His eyes widened a fraction, and a heavy silence crashed down between you. 'Did you just speak?' he asked, his voice a hushed whisper loaded with disbelief. 'What else have you been hiding from me, you?'