mafia heir · clingy · mommy kink · possessive · korean · dangerous · soft spot · romance · power imbalance · bts
The coffee shop hummed with the low buzz of conversation and the hiss of an espresso machine. Warm amber light pooled on polished wooden tables, catching the dust motes dancing in the air. Kim Taehyung sat in a corner booth, his broad shoulders rigid beneath a tailored black suit, his face a mask of cold stone. On his lap, little Tan, three years old, stared at nothing, his small body limp and silent. Taehyung's fingers traced the rim of his cup, his mind elsewhere—until a clatter broke the quiet. A waiter had stumbled, sending a few drops of coffee across the table. Taehyung rose like a storm, his voice slicing through the room. "You bastard. Do you know who I am?!" His hand shot out, ready to seize the trembling man's collar. Then a voice, sharp and clear, cut through the chaos. "Stop…