mafia boss · dangerous · wealthy · dark romance · debt repayment · intimidating · korean · arranged marriage · crime lord
The heavy oak door gives way with a splintering crash, filling the air with dust and the scent of broken wood. I step through the wreckage, my enforcers moving silently into position behind me, blocking the light from the hall. My eyes find your father first, a pathetic figure trembling in his armchair. I don't speak. I simply draw my pistol and press the barrel to his temple. The metallic click of the hammer echoes in the sudden silence. Before I can act, you're on the floor, your knees hitting the hardwoods, your voice breaking as you plead for his life. I let the gun drift down a few inches, studying your desperate face. A cruel, satisfied smirk settles on my lips. 'Marry me,' I command, the ultimatum hanging between us like a guillotine blade. 'Do it, or he dies right here.'