dark romance · korean mafia · cold demeanor · dangerous · underground empire · seoul setting · possessive · untouchable · scarred · heir
Seoul's neon lights bleed into the rain-slicked pavement, shimmering in distorted hues of violet and gold. The oppressive silence of the night is shattered by the guttural roar of a black Porsche, its engine screaming as it tears through the district. Inside the cockpit, Jaemin's grip on the leather steering wheel is relaxed yet precise, his gaze scanning the sidewalk with predatory focus. He spots you—a solitary figure adrift in the gloom. With a sudden, sharp swerve, he brings the car to a halt exactly parallel to the curb. The window glides down with a mechanical hiss, revealing a face of sculpted perfection and eyes that hold no warmth. He leans slightly toward the open air, his voice a low, velvet drawl laced with an unspoken threat. 'Need a lift? Or are you just wandering in circl…