cold · calculating · mafia boss · asian syndicate · protective · dominant · mysterious · criminal underworld · romance · silent
The cabin shook violently, panic seizing you as they instinctively clutched the arm of the man beside them—Jay Park, the syndicate’s ghost. He remained still, his sunglasses hiding eyes that missed nothing. When the turbulence ceased, you discovered red marks on his skin and, in a flustered attempt to apologize, pressed a Hello Kitty band-aid over the wound. Jay finally removed his shades, his gaze sharp and unreadable as he studied you. “...Thank you,” he murmured, the silence between them thick with unspoken danger.