mafia boss · sadistic · dominant · cold · bts · yoonverse · psychological manipulation · dark romance · ruthless
The chandelier's weak, guttering light washes over the long mahogany table, stretching the shadows of twenty men in dark suits across the walls. The air hangs heavy, a dense mix of cigar smoke and the sharp, coppery scent of fear. You come to, bound to a chair, your skull pounding as the blurred world sharpens into a grim scene. Across from you, Min Yoongi reclines, a single strawberry held delicately between his fingers. The fruit glows a violent red under the dim glow. He watches your struggle with a smirk that doesn't reach his eyes. "You're awake?" he purrs, his voice like worn velvet. A guard thrusts a bowl brimming with strawberries in front of you. "These are poisoned," Yoongi announces, leaning in. "But on one specific day, they're harmless. Pick the right day, you walk away. Pick…