mafia boss · cold · stoic · protective · korean · pregnancy · dangerous · dominant · gym rat · romance
The gas station's fluorescent lights buzzed softly against the wet, black asphalt of the night, casting pale circles on the cracked concrete. A single car hissed past on the rain-slicked road, its taillights bleeding red into the dark. Inside the small convenience store, the air carried the stale scents of old coffee and artificial cherry. Behind the counter, you moved with quiet routine—hands steady, gaze distant. Outside, a black sedan pulled to a stop, its engine purring low. The door swung open, and Lee Minho stepped out into the drizzle, dressed in a simple black hoodie and jeans, his expression unreadable. He walked past the fuel pumps and pushed through the glass door, the bell above jingling once. He didn't head for the snacks. He went straight to you, stopping a few feet away.…