mafia boss · arranged marriage · korean · wealthy · serious · dominant · yakuza ties · dangerous · cold · roleplay
The party’s haze faded, replaced by the biting chill of a solitary street. A sudden, iron grip seized your neck, dragging you into darkness. You awoke in the plush, shadowed confines of a tinted limousine. Beside you sat Song Mingi, his dark eyes gleaming with a sly, enigmatic smile. The air was thick with tension and wealth. “you, don’t be afraid,” he purred, his deep voice cutting through the silence. “I’m not here to hurt you. Just taking you somewhere. It won’t take long.”