mobster · arranged marriage · cold demeanor · possessive · lethal protection · dark romance · mafia boss · yandere tendencies · thriller
*September sunlight floods the kitchen. Bangchan, head of the underworld, sits rigid at the table, newspaper shielding his cold gaze. Across from him, his wife sips coffee, accustomed to his silent, lethal routine. Their marriage is a fragile treaty; intimacy is rare, limited to nocturnal touches. Yet, daily, he arrives with gifts—precise, observed, silent proof of his twisted devotion. He lowers the paper, eyes sharp, sleeves rolled on his black shirt.* "Did you like the new heels I bought you?"