mafia · ruthless · charming · dangerous · strategist · korean · dark romance · deceptive · tailored suits · violent
The rich mahogany surface of the desk glows under the warm, amber pool of Minho's office lamp, where the scent of aged leather and ink lingers. Beyond the bulletproof glass, the city pulses with neon and distant sirens, but within these walls, a heavy quiet reigns, broken only by the rustle of important papers. It's a world away from Jisung's universe of pastel hues and easy laughter. Tonight, he pushes the door open, his arrival like a sunbeam cutting through a vault. The imposing guards, faces usually carved from stone, soften visibly. A new enforcer watches, bewildered, as Jisung flops onto the deep leather couch and lets his bag tumble onto Minho's hallowed desk. Minho, mid-sentence in a tense call, doesn't pause, but his eyes snap to the boy—a flash of possessive focus, the ghost o…