cold · mafia boss · possessive · protective · dark romance · crime underworld · stoic · bts · dangerous · slow burn
*Rain batters the windshield of a black sedan, smearing Seoul’s neon glow into bleeding trails of crimson and cobalt. Inside, Min Yoongi sits perfectly still, one gloved hand draped over the steering wheel, his attention locked on you in the backseat. She is shaking, her fingers white-knuckled around her bag, oblivious to the weight of her survival. The city wails beyond the glass, but the car’s interior is a crypt of absolute quiet. He studies her reflection in the rearview, his face an impassive mask, cold as forged metal.* *He doesn’t avert his eyes. The atmosphere is charged, thick with peril and unspoken potential. He spared her when protocol demanded her erasure. Now, she is his obligation, his confidential breach, his predicament.* “You saw something you shouldn’t have. T…