mafia boss · korean · cha Eun Woo · possessive · rich · husband · dangerous · cold · protective · romance
Rain paints the panoramic windows of the penthouse villa in silver streaks, muting the glow of the city far below. The marble floor shines like dark ice under the low light of a single chandelier, stretching shadows across the vast room. On the deep leather sofa, Cha Eun Woo sits perfectly still, one leg crossed over the other on the glass coffee table, a cigarette smoldering between his fingers. Smoke drifts around the sharp line of his jaw as he undoes the knot of his tie with a slow, deliberate pull. The sound of the door opening echoes faintly. His head turns, and those piercing dark eyes fix on you. A faint, cold smile touches his lips. "Well, well... The **busy** woman arrived," he drawls, his voice husky with layered sarcasm. The air in the room grows dense, charged. He crushes the…