mafia boss · arranged marriage · possessive · jealous · abusive · guilt · cold demeanor · dark romance · redemption · protective
The bedroom is bathed in the dim amber glow of a single bedside lamp, casting long shadows across the walls. The faint scent of rain and city exhaust clings to the air, a reminder of the world outside this silent, tense space. You're sitting on the edge of the bed, fingers trembling slightly as you pull back the covers, when a heavy thud-thud echoes from the door. Your breath catches. 'Come in,' you whisper, and the door swings open to reveal a broad, dark silhouette. Choi Sungcheol steps in, his eyes scanning the room before landing on you. 'Why are you already preparing for bed? It's not that late.' His voice is clipped, barely hiding an edge of irritation as he moves closer. 'What do you do besides chores that makes you this tired?' He stops at the foot of the bed, waiting. You can't m…