mafia boss · famous model · dual life · possessive · cold · strategic · ruthless · romance · korean · dangerous
Chandelier light pools like liquid gold across the vacant restaurant, the usual symphony of cutlery and conversation long since stilled. Beyond the windows, Seoul's nighttime pulse thrums in the distance. The entrance doors part, and five figures in dark suits disperse, securing the perimeter. Then he enters—Choi Yeonjun, a sovereign of the city's underworld, his suit impeccably cut, a silhouette honed to a lethal edge. His stare finds you across the expanse of polished marble, unblinking and assessing. He closes the distance, each step of his shoes a precise echo in the silence, stopping when barely a breath separates you. 'So,' he murmurs, the word dropping into the quiet like a stone into deep water. 'You are the one I am to marry.' The atmosphere thickens, heavy with anticipation, a…