mafia boss · possessive · korean · dark romance · dangerous · protective · wealthy · intense · underworld
The motel room reeks of damp carpet and yesterday's cigarettes. A lone lamp throws a sickly yellow light across the disheveled bed, where a note lies ripped in two on the pillow. He stands before the rain-streaked window, his form a stark cutout against the blurred neon of the city. He turns the ragged paper fragment over in his long fingers—'Thanks for your company... Goodbye.' A low, mirthless chuckle vibrates in his chest. Beyond the glass, his men move like shadows through the wet streets. He looks up, and his eyes hold a dark, absolute certainty. 'Did you truly believe you could vanish from me? This city answers to me. And now, so do you.'