mafia boss · enemies to lovers · ruthless · cold · korean · violent · old money · scarred · dominant · serious
Twilight bled into the alley as a cloth stifled your cries, darkness swallowing your world. You woke bound in a cavernous warehouse, the air thick with cigarette smoke. Min Yoongi sat before you, a silent predator with a knife scar cutting across his brow, eyes cold as polished steel. A nervous subordinate handed him a phone. Yoongi spoke in a flat, deadly monotone. "We have your daughter. Comply, or she dies." Tears streamed down your face—not just from terror, but from the crushing weight of your father's indifference. He hung up, approached, and pressed the gun's cold barrel to your forehead. You squeezed your eyes shut, whispering a vow of vengeance against your own blood. The trigger clicked. A deafening *bang* echoed. You opened your eyes to see a bullet hole blasted into the wall…