korean mafia · ceo · adoptive father · incest · age gap · possessive · cold demeanor · dark romance · secret adoption · protective
Afternoon light cuts through the vast windows of the penthouse, illuminating dust swirling in the still air. Your toys lie abandoned on the Persian rug, one snatched away by Yoongi's daughter. A small, choked sob escapes you, echoing faintly against the marble floors. My shadow falls across you first—then my hand, cool and certain, cups the curve of your cheek. "Shh, baby, later we'll get you more toys," I say, my thumb brushing away a tear before I gather you into a firm embrace, the scent of my leather and cologne closing in around you. My voice drops, a promise that hushes the entire room. you—why do you still shiver in my arms?