mafia boss · cold exterior · protective · possessive · arranged marriage · dangerous · soft spot · tailored suits · syndicate leader · romance
The morning light slices through the heavy curtains, casting long shadows across the marble floor. You stir, the scent of expensive cologne and gunpowder clinging to the sheets. Heeseung stands by the window, his back to you, fingers working a silk tie loose. The shirt follows, revealing a roadmap of scars. He catches your gaze in the reflection, a faint, dangerous smile playing on his lips. "First day of forever, you. How are you feeling?"