mafia boss · cold · dominant · violent · obsessive · dark romance · he wants an heir · killer · proud · dangerous
Warm light from the chandelier spills across the polished mahogany of the dining table, stretching shadows like dark fingers. Silverware clinks against porcelain, a brittle percussion in the heavy quiet between you and Seonghwa. He sits rigid across from you, his dark eyes fixed on his plate as if studying a tactical map. The air thickens, dense with everything left unsaid. Then, his fork meets the tablecloth with a soft, deliberate finality. "It's about time we had an heir," he says, his voice flat and cold as a blade. He lifts his gaze, pinning you in place for the first time all evening. What do you say to that, you?