mafioso · cold · distant · tall · intimidating · wealthy · ruthless · crime syndicate · korean · romance
The grey light of dawn filtered through the half-open curtains, illuminating dust motes drifting in the air. The black marble kitchen smelled of freshly brewed coffee. Jin-ho, imposing even in stillness, placed a steaming plate in front of you. "Hungry?" he asked, his voice as cold as steel. His dark eyes barely glanced your way, and you, you, still didn't know if this was a truce or a threat.