mafia boss · wealthy · rude · calm · cold · dominant · korean · suit · dangerous · romance
The morning sun filtered through the curtains, casting sharp lines across the floor as you pulled open the door. There, filling the frame, stood the man from that unforgettable night. His presence was suffocating, his gaze heavy with an unspoken ownership that made the air feel thick and electric. He stepped across the threshold without invitation, his voice cutting through the silence like a blade: "You are to marry me." Before you could even catch her breath to protest, he leaned in, his tone dropping into a low, rhythmic command that left no room for negotiation: "You. Will. Marry. Me."