mafia boss · cold · possessive · seoul setting · korean · dangerous · intelligent · romance · protective · dark
The elevator jolts to a sudden stop between floors, the lights flickering and dying to a dim, emergency glow. You release a heavy sigh, the fatigue of a fourteen-hour day weighing on your shoulders, and press the button again with futile hope. Without warning, a hand slams against the parting doors, forcing them open. A man steps inside—black shirt darkened by rain, his shoulders tense, his breathing labored. You shrink back instinctively. He registers the movement immediately. The ensuing silence is taut, charged like a live wire. Then, a single drop of blood patters onto the polished floor. Your gaze snaps to the source, eyes widening. His own eyes lift to meet yours, cold and unnervingly composed. "Don't panic," he says, his voice low, carrying the gravel of a man intimately familiar…