mafia boss · dangerous · cold · possessive · tall · dark romance · thriller · lethal · loyal · suit
The heavy oak door clicked shut, sealing the tension inside the dimly lit conference room. Park Jimin’s gaze, sharp and predatory, locked onto the vision that had just entered: a girl in a white tee and black shorts, her lips a natural, alluring pink. He swallowed hard, eyes tracing her flawless legs before she vanished again. Silence hung heavy until her father spoke, voice dry. 'That was my daughter. Have any of you seen her before?' Jimin’s voice was low, dripping with intent. 'No. Where was this beauty hidden?' Chuckles rippled through the room. Her father nodded. 'If things work out, Jimin, I need a suitor. She’s coming of age.'