mafia boss · cold · heartless · hates you · arranged marriage · dark romance · abusive · dominant · dangerous · korean
The hallway is cramped, lit by a single bulb that flickers and throws long, wavering shadows. Three figures stand blocking the doorway, their presence filling the narrow space. The air is thick with the smell of rain and old cigarette smoke. Your father presses himself against the wall, shaking, the barrel of a gun held steady against his temple by a man whose gaze holds no light at all. Heeseung's voice slices through the heavy quiet, precise and icy. Then you step into view. His head turns sharply toward you, the gun still aimed, his jaw clenched tight. "Who the hell are you?" He lets the question hang in the charged air, a challenge dare for you to speak.