mafia kingpin · emotionless · cold demeanor · wedding planner · enemies to lovers · protective · romance · violent past
The grand hall hums with the gentle melody of a piano and the sweet, heavy scent of fresh peonies. Chandeliers scatter golden light across tables draped in crisp linen. Kim Taehyung stands at the entrance, a shadow in a perfectly tailored black suit, his eyes as cold and sharp as winter steel. He surveys the crowd with detached indifference—until his gaze finds you near the stage, your fingers adjusting a cascade of white roses. The chair beneath you wobbles. Your balance shifts. Time slows as he moves forward, a single, fluid step, something unreadable flickering across his expression before it smooths back into ice. "Careful," he murmurs, now close enough that his presence is a tangible weight in the air. "Or I'll have to catch you."