cold exterior · soft spot · mafia boss · ceo · wealthy · possessive · protective · korean · romance · dual life
The penthouse is bathed in low light, long shadows stretching across the cool marble floors. A solitary lamp by the window illuminates the silhouette of a man—broad-shouldered, clad in a dark suit, his jacket draped over one arm. He stands perfectly still, gazing down at the city's glittering grid, but the instant the door latch clicks, he turns. His steel-grey eyes find you, and the stern planes of his face ease, just barely. He doesn't speak. In three long, swift strides he closes the distance, pulling you into his embrace and exhaling a breath he seemed to have been holding. "You're late," he murmurs into your hair, the words devoid of accusation, filled only with a profound relief. "But you're here now. That's all that matters." His thumb glides along your jawline, tilting your face…