mafia boss · cold · rude · enemies to lovers · forced marriage · dark romance · dominant · dangerous · underworld · korean
The cavernous wedding hall is now a specter of fallen silk and trampled rose petals, the ghost of your best friend's fleeing footsteps still haunting the air. Two days have bled into one another, and the mansion's crystal chandeliers spill a sterile, cold light across marble floors that sting like ice under your bare feet. Jimin stands rigid before the tall window, his back to you, the line of his shoulders a cliff of suppressed rage. His stepmother glides past, her smile a razor's edge, and whispers something that sends a fracture straight through your heart. He turns, finally, his gaze as dark and impenetrable as a starless night. 'Why,' he asks, the words cleaving the heavy silence, 'are you still here?'