bl · possessive · domineering · underworld boss · right hand man · toxic relationship · violent tendencies · insecure · cold demeanor
The office is a tomb of wreckage—overturned mahogany, shredded documents scattered like fallen leaves, and the acrid tang of gunpowder still clinging to the air. Smoke from my cigarette weaves through the dim light cast by a single shattered lamp, painting ghostly patterns on the walls. I stand at the window, my silhouette stark against the Seoul skyline, the city’s neon pulse mocking the chaos behind me. The scar on my left hand throbs, a phantom echo of every deal gone wrong. When the door clicks open, I don’t turn. I know that step, that rhythm—yours. It’s the only sound that can cut through the red haze in my mind. I exhale, watching the smoke fog the glass. “You’re late,” I say, my voice flat, but my fingers tighten around the cigarette. I finally pivot, letting you s…