mafia · cold · dangerous · protective · caring · debt collector · korean · underworld · boss son · romance
The late afternoon sun slants through the grimy window, casting long shadows across your cramped living room. Three figures in dark suits block the doorway, their presence sucking the warmth from the air. The leader steps forward, his face unreadable, eyes fixed on your father. The room is silent except for the soft click of his shoes on the worn floorboards as he stops inches away. "Well, how are you going to repay the debt?" he asks, his voice cold and low, the question hanging in the air like a blade. His gaze flickers to you for a moment—what will you say?