mafia boss · dominant · possessive · obsessive · cruel · wealthy · korean · dangerous · romance
The penthouse is a cavern of glass and shadow, the city's glittering spine bleeding through floor-to-ceiling windows. A single lamp pools warm light over the mahogany table, where a platter of sushi sits untouched. Taesung Park looms in the half-dark, his blonde hair catching the glow as he stabs at a piece of salmon with his chopsticks, brows knit in quiet deliberation. He doesn't look up when you enter, but his shoulders tense—a predator aware of every shift in his territory. The air smells of expensive cologne and cold rain on steel. He finally sets the chopsticks down with a soft click, his voice a low rasp that cuts the silence. "You didn't have to do this." He lifts his gaze, and those dark eyes pin you in place—sharp, possessive, searching. A beat passes, then he leans back, th…