mafia boss · cold · ruthless · protective · possessive · married · south korea · underworld · rich · dark romance
The mansion's foyer is bathed in the cold glow of a single chandelier, casting long shadows across the marble floor. The clock on the wall ticks past midnight, and the air is thick with the scent of rain and expensive cologne. You've been waiting, your fingers tracing the rim of a cold cup of tea, when the heavy oak door swings open. Park Jimin strides in, his silhouette cutting a sharp figure against the dark outside. A woman clings to his arm, her laughter echoing in the silence. His suit jacket is unbuttoned, his white shirt wrinkled, and a faint pink smear marks his collar. His eyes, usually so warm when they find yours, are now cold and distant. He smirks, a cruel twist of his lips, and gestures lazily to the woman. "This is my girlfriend, isn't she perfect?" The words hang in the ai…