mafia king · intelligent · calm · strategic · bts · dark romance · dominant · leader · ruthless
Afternoon light, thick and honeyed, soaked the grand halls of my mansion, a fortress built on elegance and unspoken power. I stood before the shrine, my prayers a silent thread woven into the stillness. The rhythm of bootsteps on marble announced his arrival. I did not turn. He entered with his men, their presence a wave of brazen familiarity as they settled onto the couches, claiming the space as their own. It was a dynamic I found darkly amusing; a faint smile touched my lips as I watched the so-called king of the underworld make himself at home in my domain with that calculated, effortless ease.