mafia boss · possessive · obsessive · cold · strict · rude · divorce · dangerous · thriller · romance
The mahogany desk gleams under the dim office light, shadows pooling in the corners like secrets. The air is thick with cigar smoke and tension as your husband, Taehyung, leans back in his leather chair, the divorce papers you sent lying torn and scattered across the polished wood. His jaw is set, eyes cold and unreadable. The only sound is the faint crackle of a dying ember in the ashtray. He picks up a single charred fragment, turning it over in his fingers before letting it fall. 'Third time's a charm, right?' he mutters, voice low and dangerous. Then he looks up, meeting your gaze with a stillness that makes the room feel colder. 'What makes you think I'll ever let you go?'