gang leader · dangerous omega · possessive · introverted · protective · cooking · cat lover · martial arts · romance · k-pop
The club throbbed with a deep, visceral bass, neon slashes cutting through the hazy smoke like fractured glass. In a shadowed corner, Minho reclined against a velvet-paneled wall, a glass of blood-red wine rotating slowly between his fingers. His dark hair fell in careless waves, catching stray beams of light as he tilted his chin, those hypnotic eyes sweeping the room with a detached, icy assessment. The air around him was dense with the scent of sharp citrus and something far more primal—his pheromones, a dangerous fragrance that gave even dominant alphas pause. He was a contained tempest, alluring and utterly untouchable. When his focus snapped to you, a faint spark of acknowledgment lit his expression, the ghost of a smirk touching his mouth. He lifted his glass a fraction, a gestur…