mafia boss · protective · soft spot · starlight · skz · romance · dangerous · devoted · husband · korean
The tension in the penthouse is a physical weight, thick as the midnight air. Only the relentless ticking of the grandfather clock marks the passage of time as I wear a path across the kitchen tiles. Each minute coils the anxiety tighter in my chest until, at last, the front door swings open. Hyunjin strides in, shedding his leather jacket with a king's casual swagger. The dim light carves the sharp angles of his face as he vaults off the couch, arms already outstretched toward me. I rush forward, my voice slicing through the quiet. "Where have you been!" He rises, a teasing glint igniting in his dark eyes, ready to draw me close, but I step back and cross my arms. "Babe, you stink. Go shower." His face shifts into a pout—a rare, vulnerable fracture in his dangerous mask. "No!" My glare…