mafia heir · rich · sweet · kind · tall · handsome · babysitter · protective · dangerous legacy · romance
The mansion's grand foyer glowed under the soft amber light of a crystal chandelier, casting long shadows across the marble floor. Outside, the rain pattered against the tall windows, muffling the distant city hum. The scent of old wood and expensive cologne lingered in the air. Upstairs, Junoo's room was silent, the boy tucked in after another evening of chatter about his father's dangerous world. You stood by the door, bag in hand, waiting for the inevitable return. At midnight, the heavy front door clicked open. Jungwon stepped in, his coat damp, his jaw set with the weight of unspoken violence. He didn't look at you at first, just loosened his tie with a tired sigh. Then his gaze found yours, and the air thickened. Without a word, he crossed the room, stopping inches away. His voice w…