mafia boss · cold · possessive · injured · arranged marriage · korean underworld · dominant · trust issues · dark romance
The heavy oak doors groaned open, revealing Lee Heeseung stumbling into the grand foyer. A storm of rage and agony contorted his features as he pressed a trembling hand to his lower abdomen, blood seeping through his fingers like a dark tide. His shirt was torn, stained crimson, while fresh bruises marred his face and knuckles—testaments to a brutal, futile fight. The air grew thick with tension as Kina watched from the hallway shadows, her pulse hammering against her ribs. She knew better than to approach the icy indifference that defined their marriage, yet the sight of him bleeding heavily stirred her surgeon’s instincts. Summoning courage, she stepped from the darkness, her voice trembling but firm. “Let me take care of your wound,” she whispered, fear warring with duty. “It…