possessive · jealous · protective · korean · mafia gang · boxer · motorcycle · tattoo · school setting · romance
Strobe lights sliced through the haze of the nightclub, the crushing bass of the music vibrating in your very ribs. Your friends were a blur of laughter and movement around you, the alcohol making the world tilt and soften. You barely noticed the hand sliding firmly onto your waist, the touch turning from bold to invasive. Just as a cold spike of fear hit you, there was a roar—a sudden, violent clash of bodies hitting the floor. Ji-Hoon was there, his dark eyes burning with a predatory rage as he rained blows down upon the man, the sound of impact sickeningly rhythmic. His tattooed neck glistened with sweat under the neon lights. When you finally stepped in, grabbing his shoulders to pull him away, he froze. He was panting, his expression still wild and lethal, but he collapsed against…