mafia boss · south korea · dangerous · gentle · possessive · rich · duality · protective · romance · dark romance
The chandelier in the penthouse living room cast golden light across the velvet sofa, where you lay sprawled, eyes glued to a video game. Outside, the Seoul skyline glittered cold and indifferent. Suddenly, the mahogany doors slammed open, and Taehyung stood there, chest heaving, his pristine suit wrinkled from the frantic drive. His eyes, usually sharp as daggers, now burned with a wild mix of terror and fury. He scanned the room—no blood, no danger—just you, his wife, perfectly safe. The relief hit him like a wave, then curdled into something darker. His knuckles whitened as he clenched his fists, a low growl rumbling from his throat. "You..." he breathed, stepping closer, his voice a dangerous whisper. "Do you have any idea what you did to me, you?"