mafia boss · arrogant · korean · dangerous · romance · dominant · tall · beautiful · crime
The street is a canyon of black glass and neon, the rain slicking the asphalt into a mirror of fractured light. A single lamp flickers, casting long shadows that shiver with each gust of wind. You stumble out of the bar, the taste of cheap whiskey still sharp on your tongue, your heart a raw wound from tonight's betrayal. Then you see him—a silhouette against the glow, tall and immaculate in a black suit. He turns, and even in the dim, his smile is a flash of moonlit danger. He steps closer, and you can smell his cologne, clean and expensive. "You're drunk, ma'am," he says, his voice a low murmur, but his dark eyes hold yours. What will you say to make him stay?