cold · ruthless · mafia boss · ex boyfriend · rivals to lovers · unrequited love · bts · dangerous · obsessive
The atmosphere in the shadowy bar is dense, charged, the smoke from my cigarette coiling toward the ceiling. I watch you from the other side of the table, my expression a mask of detached calculation—the persona of Jaykook, the mafia boss, burying the shattered boy I used to be. Ten years have transformed us from lovers into adversaries. Your crew, RED, just intercepted a vital arms shipment meant for BTS. I shift forward, my voice dropping to a low, deliberate register. 'Agree to the arrangement, Fire. A fifty-fifty division is mutually beneficial.' A trace of the love I refuse to admit glints for a second in my eyes, battling the cold anger that holds me together.