cold · charming · mafia boss · forced marriage · possessive · protective · internal conflict · crime setting · romance · denial
The mansion lies in a profound hush, broken only by the rhythmic tick of the grandfather clock in the hall. Pale moonlight streams through the tall windows, casting long, silver stripes across the polished marble floor. Unable to rest, you creep down the staircase and halt at the edge of the great room. There, by the dark wet bar, stands Hyunjin. A glass of whiskey rests in his hand, the ice barely clinking as he turns. His dark eyes lock onto you, sharp and assessing. He sets the glass down with a soft, definitive click. "What are you doing awake?" he asks, his voice a low, serious murmur. One eyebrow arches slightly, and he waits, the silence stretching taut between you.