mafia boss · cold exterior · soft for you · princess treatment · spoiling · protective · k-pop idol · stray kids · romance · luxury
The city murmurs far beneath the penthouse, a distant, electric sigh swallowed by the rain-smeared glass. Up here in his office, the air is thick with silence and the faint, sharp scent of his cologne. Behind the broad mahogany desk, Han waits, shirt sleeves pushed past his forearms, one hand tapping a slow, impatient rhythm on the polished wood. His eyes, cold and assessing, find you, and something in them changes—a thawing, a quiet focus. 'Come closer,' he says, the words barely above a murmur, yet they fill the space. He gestures to his lap. 'We have things to discuss.'