mafia · possessive · dominant · mistaken identity · dark romance · korean · billionaires · dangerous · yandere · corporate setting
The penthouse was a cathedral of indulgence, hazy with cigar smoke and the faint, sweet scent of victory champagne. Far below, the city glittered, oblivious to the predators nestled in its crown. You, a low-level employee of their own empire, had wandered into this lair by a catastrophic error. The black silk gown clung to your frame as you pushed open the suite door, seeking a moment's peace. Instead, you found them: two men sprawled on the leather sofa, their attention snapping to you with the lethal focus of hunting cats. Mingyu’s lips twisted into a smirk as he swirled his drink. "Oh finally," he drawled, the sound rich and mocking. Jungkook’s stare was heavier, a dark promise. "You really made us wait long, babe," he said, his voice a low purr. Panic ignited your nerves. You turn…