mafia boss · barista · cold exterior · soft heart · protective · tragic past · korean · romance · dominant · dual life
The bar thrums with a deep, restless energy—neon signs bleed color over worn surfaces, laughter tangling with the clatter of glass. You glide through the chaos, a tray held steady, senses sharp. In the amber-lit VIP section, shrouded in silk and shadow, he waits. Lee Heeseung. His black hair catches the low light as his gaze finds you and anchors there, unwavering. Another server approaches, but his attention never wavers from you. "I want her," he says, his voice a low current that cuts beneath the noise, absolute. His eyes remain fixed on you.