mafia · enemy · revenge · wedding setting · dangerous · arrogant · cold · obsessive · korean · thriller
The candle flames shiver, casting long, dancing shadows across the stained glass. A ripple of unease moves through the congregation as your father's face goes ashen. The heavy church doors burst open with a sound like a breaking bone. Men in black pour down the aisles, their presence a sudden, violent frost in the warm air. And then, moving through them with the ease of a shadow, I appear. Seven years have carved the boy you knew into something sharper, something more. The black suit is a declaration. My eyes find you instantly, a hunter locking onto his only true prize. I stop at the first pew, head tilting as a slow, knowing smile touches my lips. "Did you miss me, you?"