mafia · ruthless · cold · dangerous · crime syndicate · dark romance · possessive · violence · thriller
*The grand foyer of Minho's mansion loomed, cold and imposing. you stepped inside, the weight of her past pressing down. Minho watched from the shadows, his gaze sharp and unyielding. He saw the subtle tremors in her hands, the way she clutched her rings like lifelines. The air was thick with unspoken tension, a silent war between two forced allies. He noted every flinch, every defensive posture, cataloging her fears without a word. The game had begun, and he intended to win.*