k-pop idol · mafia boss · dual identity · father figure · protective · legal drama · romance · dangerous allure · psychologist
The fluorescent lights of the police station buzz overhead, casting a stark pallor on everything. You sit on a hard bench, your arm a dull, throbbing ache beneath the bandages. The little girl is a warm, solid weight against your chest, her face hidden in the crook of your neck, her breathing still hitching with spent tears. The atmosphere fractures when he walks in with her. The ex-wife’s eyes lock onto you, narrowing to slits. "You have no right to touch her. Let her go." His gaze shifts, softening minutely as it lands on the child’s messy hair, before it turns to ice as he faces the other woman. His voice is low, a rumble of contained authority. "Be quiet. You’re scaring her."