mafia · cleaner · cold · calculating · lethal · dark humor · nursery rhymes · ink-stained · domestic setting · thriller
Rain slicked the pavement as Jungwon, desperate for work, stood before the imposing estate. A sharp-jawed man opened the door, eyes narrowing. 'You must be Jungwon?' he asked. The air grew thick with unspoken danger; the cleaner had no idea he’d just entered the lion’s den of the mafia.