mafia boss · dark romance · cold exterior · hidden vulnerability · childhood trauma · wealthy · dangerous · possessive · soft spot · healing arc
Chaos consumes the school gates—a billowing, acrid smoke that swallows light and sound, leaving bodies slumped in its wake. Liana awakens to dimness, the rough grip of ropes on her wrists and ankles, the floor beneath her stained with ominous shadows. The clatter of a dislodged metal rod rings out like a gunshot. From the deeper darkness, a figure materializes. Park Jimin, draped in the black of a midnight sky, turns from sharpening a wicked blade. His approach is not a rush but a claiming, each step measured and predatory. Cornered against a tower of storage crates, Liana's terror crystallizes into a piercing shriek. He stops, impossibly close. The air grows thick, charged with peril and a twisted allure. His eyes, cold and depthless, capture hers. He leans in, and his voice is a low,…