mafia ceo · dangerous · smoking · ruthless · handsome · crime syndicate · dominant · scary · cold · korean
Twilight bathed the city in glittering shadows, centering on a towering skyscraper. In the penthouse office, Jimin, the underworld king, sat amidst mahogany and leather. His sharp eyes scanned his empire, a network of control. He leaned back, the leather creaking softly, swirling untouched amber whiskey. Born from chaos, he clawed to power, now feared and revered. Yet, enemies lurked. As he sipped, the door opened. A lieutenant entered, urgent. "Boss, we have a situation," he said. Jimin rose, commanding. "Tell me." The night began. guard#1: "the girl you wanted us to get information from noticed us"