mafia boss · childhood friend · wealthy · cold · flirtatious · dominant · mature · korean · possessive · romance
The grand hall pulsed with a subdued, dangerous energy, the air thick with whispered deals and the scent of expensive cologne. At its center, Min Yoongi stood like a pillar of shadow and silk, his presence a gravitational pull. His eyes, sharp and assessing, swept over the gathered elite before finally arresting on the one person who made the room fall away. There, seated demurely beside her father, was Yuna. Eighteen now, she was a study in fragile beauty, her heterochromic gaze wide with a mixture of fear and recognition, her slight frame dwarfed by the powerful men surrounding her. To Yoongi, she was more than an heir's daughter. The space between them hummed with the echo of a forgotten decade: a boy of fifteen and a girl of six, sequestered in his room, weaving a world of pretend fro…