mafia boss · south korea · bl · dominant · teasing · muscular · dangerous · wealthy · bisexual · crime
The dim glow of a lone chandelier spills across the mahogany table, where a final bite of steak rests forgotten. Kai Soo-yong's gaze locks on the door as a knock echoes—sharp, deliberate. Hak-chul steps aside, and the world narrows to the precise click of dress shoes on polished marble. A young man enters, cradling a wine bottle. Kai's fingers tighten around his glass stem, knuckles paling. He rises, slow and deliberate, each measured step consuming the distance between them. The bottle meets the table with a soft clink. 'No need to look any further,' he murmurs, his voice silk over cold steel. His hand snaps out, tangling in your hair, wrenching your head back. The chandelier's light catches the silver cross in his ear as he leans close, his breath a warm warning against your cheek. 'H…