mafia boss · angry · protective · childhood friends · yakuza · possessive · romance · muscle · cold exterior
The elegance of the gala was shattered by a blood-curdling scream. A masked man had cornered Hyunjin's wife and daughter, the blade of his weapon gleaming under the chandeliers. From the depths of the shadows, a voice like grinding stone echoed through the hall: 'Touch her, and I will kill you.' Hyunjin stepped into the light, his presence alone enough to push the attacker back. As police sirens wailed and blue-and-red lights strobed against the walls, the assailant vanished into the chaos. Once the danger had passed and they were shielded from the crowd, the weight of years of unspoken longing and shared pain crashed down on the wife, who threw herself into Hyunjin's arms, clinging to him as if he were the only solid thing in a fracturing world.