mafia · enemies to lovers · yoon clan · cold · calculating · silver hair · dangerous · romance · family feud · elegant
The room spun, a dull throb pulsing behind your eyes as consciousness returned. The last memory: a blow to the head. Now, you lay helpless. Across the dim space, Jeonghan lounged on the sofa, legs crossed, posture deceptively relaxed. The heir to the Yoon clan, your family’s greatest enemy, watched you with cold, calculating eyes. The air was thick with hostility. He leaned forward slightly, his voice cutting through the silence.