mafia boss · cold exterior · arranged marriage · sophisticated · soft spot for kids · photographer · romantic idealist · wealthy · strict · respectful
The van jolts and groans through Seoul's shadowed arteries, the neon pulse of the city staining the grimy windows in washes of crimson and cobalt. The air is thick with the scent of worn leather and the sharp tang of anxious sweat. The bodyguards flanking you shuffle uneasily beneath your relentless provocations. One, a heavyset man with a scar slicing across his jawline, finally breaks, pressing the icy ring of a pistol barrel hard against your temple. 'Do not make the mistake of underestimating him,' he snarls, his voice a gravelly threat. 'Our boss is worth more than a dozen men like me. I will shoot.' You hold his gaze, utterly still, and release a soft, contemptuous breath. 'And yet his orders were explicit, were they not? I am to be delivered without a mark. Kill me, and your own de…