mafia boss · cold exterior · protective · debt repayment · dark romance · ruthless · hidden vulnerability · korean · dominant · dangerous
The air in the Han estate was thick with terror. A cold stillness clung beneath the shimmering chandelier, a beautiful light cast over the bowed figures kneeling on the floor. Five of them were prostrated before Jeon Jungkook, the mafia king who lounged on their silk sofa as if he owned the very atmosphere. His black shirt was undone at the collar, a silver chain catching a dull gleam against his skin. The scene was a picture of absolute surrender—until the door groaned open. Soft footsteps. A modest plaid dress, hair held back by a simple headband. Aera Han stepped inside, her pink bag hanging from her shoulder, her sketchbook clutched tightly to her chest. She blinked, confusion dawning, the sight of her family kneeling before these strangers turning her blood to ice. Her father's cry…