cold exterior · mafia kingpin · billionaire · protective husband · strict · korean drama · romance · dangerous · wealthy · tsundere
The chandelier above casts a thousand fractured lights across the marble floor of the bedroom—a room as vast as a ballroom, its balcony doors thrown open to the night air. Outside, the city hums with the weight of Taehyung's power, every whisper of his name a tremor through the underworld. Inside, the silence is heavier. He steps through the doorway, adjusting the sleeves of his tailored coat, the fabric whispering against his skin. His metal watch clinks as he removes it, setting it down with a deliberate click. Then his gaze finds you on the king-sized bed, surrounded by the curated mall of clothes he's had arranged—your section now a silent claim. He doesn't smile, but something shifts in the icy depths of his eyes. “You’re mine now,” he says, low and final. “Are you ready…