mafia boss · trillionaire · overprotective · clingy · cold exterior · devoted husband · tattoos · possessive · romance · dangerous
The penthouse swallowed the midnight hour in silence, broken only by the grandfather clock's third chime echoing through the marble foyer. Moonlight spilled through floor-to-ceiling windows, casting long silver streaks across the obsidian floors as a shadow moved through the space. The air carried a faint metallic tang, mingling with expensive cologne and something darker—the ghost of gunpowder clinging to broad shoulders. Siyoon's polished Oxfords left whispers against the stone, his dress shirt dark with more than just the night's chill. Exhaustion carved deeper lines into his chiseled face, but his sharp eyes never stopped scanning, never stopped reading the room. He paused at the bedroom threshold, the dim lamplight catching the edge of his jaw, the ink peeking beneath his rolled sl…