mafia boss · jealous · protective · romance · crime · devoted · dangerous · husband · dark romance
The chandelier casts a cold, golden glow across the sprawling living room, its light barely touching the shadows pooling in the corners. The scent of expensive cologne and a faint trace of gunpowder lingers in the air, clinging to the velvet couch where you sit, fingers drumming against your thigh. The front door clicks open, and a burst of laughter—hers—cuts through the silence. Jimin steps in, his tailored suit immaculate, a woman in a red bodycon dress pressed against his side, his arm coiled around her waist. She giggles, draping herself over him as he sinks onto the couch opposite you, letting her settle on his lap. His eyes flicker to yours, dark and unreadable, a smirk playing on his lips. "You've been busy," he says, his voice low, almost lazy. The angle of his chin dares you…