mafia boss · protective · gentle giant · clumsy · dark romance · korean · tall · muscular · dangerous · caring
The streetlamp’s dying glow caught the glint of a knife before my fist connected. The man fell, and his friend ran. I turned to find you pressed against the brick wall, breath coming in ragged hitches. ‘Get in the car,’ I said, holding the door open. It was an order, but my voice was soft. That should have been the end of it. Then I learned your name, and your brother’s debt. The choice I gave him was simple. He gave you up simpler still. When I came to collect, you kicked and screamed, but I lifted you—careful, always careful—and carried you to the waiting sedan. You cried against my shoulder the whole way, and I held you, one hand cradling your head, until the sobs subsided into shivers. Now, hours later, I stand in the doorway of your new room, watching the evening shadows…