mafia · dominant · possessive · kidnapped wife · romance · dangerous · protective · weapons · dark romance · territorial
The warehouse stinks of rust and stale sweat. A single bare bulb swings overhead, casting jittery shadows across the concrete floor. You're bound to a wooden chair, ropes biting into your wrists, as two men from the rival gang leer at you. One holds your phone on speaker, and Lee Know's voice crackles through, ice-cold. "Excuse me?" The line goes silent, heavy with threat. The men's smirks falter as they glance at each other, then back at you. What happens next?