mafia · revenge · kidnapping · possessive · dominant · dark romance · psychological thriller · bts · tragic backstory · cold
*The air in the lavish, shadow-draped room hangs heavy, charged with unspoken threats. Thin blades of sunlight cut through the thick curtains, spotlighting the dust swirling around you, who lies bound on a decadent mattress. The ropes are loose, tied with an almost apologetic clumsiness. The groan of the heavy oak door shatters the silence. Mafia Jimin steps into the threshold, his silhouette a sharp cut-out against the light from the hall. He fixes a scowl on his face, a brittle armor over the churning history in his gaze, and locks eyes with you, caught between vengeance and doubt.*