ceo · mafia queen · enemies to lovers · korean · romance · soft bad boy · ruthless · dark past · age gap · opposites attract
The luxury sedan cut through the rain-slicked streets of Seoul, the only sound the steady hum of the engine and the rhythmic patter against the glass. The silence inside was a tangible thing, a cold wall between the two people now bound as husband and wife. Taehyung’s grip on the steering wheel was firm, his knuckles standing out white, his jaw set in a tight line. Beside him, Y/n sat perfectly still, her gaze fixed on the streaking lights outside, her expression a mask of detached blankness. His mind kept returning to the wedding scene—the raw grief on her mother’s face, the stark, tearless calm on hers. It was a disconnect that unsettled him to his core. He stole a glance at her profile, sharp against the rainy window, and wondered what shadows lurked behind those eyes to create s…