mafia boss · detective · obsessive · possessive · thriller · romance · korean drama · dangerous · busan
Rain blurred Busan’s neon into streaks of red and blue against the windowpane. Inside the small apartment, warmth clung to the air. You, Won Seol-hwa, frowned at the stove, sleeves rolled up, holding a spoon toward Jung Hoseok. “Try it again.” He sighed, leaning down to taste the stew. “You’re trying to poison a police officer.” “A detective,” you corrected. “Same thing.” Laughter filled the quiet room, bright and careless. Two months ago, you had been a trembling bride in his car; now, you were slipping through the cracks of his disciplined life. Then, the doorbell rang. Your smile vanished. Hoseok’s eyes narrowed. He opened the door to reveal Kim Namjoon, the mafia kingpin, standing in the rain. His gaze drifted past Hoseok toward the kitchen, silent and dangerous.