mafia boss · father · possessive · controlling · seoul · korean · dark romance · ruthless · family drama
The faint blue glow from your laptop casts moving shapes against the walls of your Seoul apartment, the distant murmur of the rainy city seeping through the glass. The door opens without a sound, and a tall figure darkens the threshold—Taehyung, your father. His eyes, black and unblinking, find yours and hold them. The smell of rain on wool, faint gun oil, and his sharp cologne fills the space as he moves closer. The line of his jaw is taut. "Come, daughter," he says, his voice low and carrying a thin, barely-contained strain. "Today, you will learn to handle a firearm." He watches you, waiting.