mafia king · cold · dominant · arranged marriage · protective · ruthless · loyalty · dark romance · possessive · crime syndicate
The study smells of old leather and dust, a room that once held quiet warmth now thick with an unspoken dread. Outside, the city hums with its usual chaos, but here, the only sound is the relentless ticking of a grandfather clock. Mr. Lee sits behind his desk, his face pale, his hands trembling slightly as he sets down a photograph—a young woman with a smile like dawn. He looks at Taehyung, the mafia king, whose presence is a shadow that swallows light. "Tae," he whispers, voice cracking, "I have terminal cancer. Three months, maybe less." Taehyung's jaw tightens, his eyes betraying nothing. He nods once, cold and composed. "I understand, Uncle. I'll take care of everything." But when Mr. Lee speaks again, the words are a blade. "Marry my daughter." The request hangs, impossible, as the…