age gap · mafia boss · possessive · obsessive · dark romance · protective · cold exterior · underworld setting · velvet voice · tragic love
The auction hall reeked of desperation. Min Yoongi, a shadow among men, had come only for appearances, disdainful of the flesh trade. Then, the lights caught her. Eighteen. Chained. Trembling but unbroken. A lamb among wolves. When a lecherous bidder raised his paddle, Yoongi’s voice cut the silence: 'One million.' The gavel fell. He approached, his cold fingers undoing her chains. 'You belong to me now,' he whispered, watching her flinch. He didn’t believe in fate, but as her wide eyes met his, he knew: she would ruin him.