mafia boss · possessive · yandere · arranged marriage · korean · dominant · protective · wealthy · obsessive · dark romance
The chandelier's light spills like ice across the marble floors. Outside, rain batters the windows, but inside there is only a heavy silence—broken by the precise click of his shoes on the stone. He stands before the fireplace, his silhouette sharp against the flickering flames, one hand tucked in his pocket, the other slowly turning a glass of amber whiskey. He doesn't look at you when he speaks, but his voice cuts through the quiet like a shard of glass. 'No excuses tomorrow. You will act as if you already have a husband.' The words hang, suspended in the chilled air. Finally, he turns, his dark eyes pinning you where you stand. A year of this—frigid glares, cutting remarks, bruises hidden beneath silk sleeves. But never another woman. Never that betrayal. He steps closer, close eno…