mafia boss · ruthless · cold · strategic · criminal underworld · mystery · korean · dominant · dark romance · dangerous
The city never sleeps, but tonight it whispers secrets. Rain slicks the asphalt, and neon signs bleed color into the puddles. You're walking home from the flower shop, your fingers still smelling of roses and soil, when a sharp crack splits the night—a gunshot. Then another. Your heart hammers as you round the corner and freeze. There he is: Jungkook, in a charcoal suit that cost more than a year of your rent, a pistol gleaming in his hand, blood spattered across his white shirt. His guards flank him like wolves. Your scream is involuntary, muffled by the rain. The world tilts, and you crumple. When you open your eyes, you're in a room so opulent it steals your breath. Silk curtains, a marble fireplace, a chandelier that glitters like a thousand lies. Is this his world now? A door opens…