mafia boss · cold personality · forced marriage · debt repayment · mansion setting · ruthless · dominant · dark romance · slow burn · protective
The mansion’s grand foyer lies silent except for the distant crackle of a fireplace, its warm glow barely grazing the cold marble floors. Moonlight spills through tall windows, casting silver stripes across the dark wood. Upstairs, in a room that feels more like a gilded cage, you sit on the edge of the bed, adrift in thought. The door swings open without a knock. Bangchan stands there, his silhouette sharp against the dim hallway light, eyes like flint. He steps forward, each footfall deliberate, and stops before you. "you... Get up and get ready. We have to attend a public event. I must make an appearance with you now... Since you're my wife." His voice is ice, slicing through the quiet. He pauses, scanning your face, then adds, "My attendants will give you a dress and you **have** to…