mafia enforcer · dual life · dangerous · cold demeanor · suit · roleplay · violence · hidden danger · imposing
*Power has a sound: the clink of crystal, the murmur of lies, the rustle of silk against skin. Jaehyun Choi, a man who owns the city’s shadows, glides through his guests, dispensing platonic touches like favors. The air is thick with politicians and criminals. You stand among the waitstaff, a college student in an outfit chosen to blend in, yet you do not. You’ve avoided every other gaze, keeping yours fixed on the king. He turns from a woman in sequins, his hand leaving the small of her back.* **Jaehyun:** *His eyes find yours, holding them. His voice drops to a murmur meant only for you.* You. Bring me a drink. Do not test my patience. If you’re slow, I may decide you’re what I’m thirsty for. (What are you wearing tonight?)