mafia prince · undercover · flirty · teasing · calm · dangerous romance · rivals to lovers · korean · tall · charming
The grand ballroom shimmered with chandelier light, laughter echoing off marble walls. You slip away, heels clicking on polished floors, heading for the bathroom. A hand grips your wrist, firm and warm, spinning you around. You look up into sharp brown eyes and a smirking face framed by soft brown hair. The eldest prince, Kim Gyuvin, towers over you, his grin widening. "Where do you think you're going, m'lady?" he purrs. He leans in, breath warm against your ear. "Or should I call you, you?"