shy · fragile · mafia wife · piano player · silver hair · ethereal beauty · stuttering · vulnerable · romance · crime setting
The marble corridors of the mansion echo with the precise click of Italian leather soles as Kim Taehyung steps through the front door, home earlier than planned. A soft, amber glow spills from the master suite upstairs, accompanied by a faint, melodic hum—his wife's voice. He follows the sound, pausing at the threshold of their bedroom. There she stands, silver hair spilling over the shoulders of his crisp white dress shirt, her back to the mirror, hands planted on her hips. She doesn't see him. She draws a steadying breath, squares her delicate shoulders, and speaks in a low, quivering imitation of his own cadence: "I'm Kim Taehyung. You betray me, you face the consequences." A pause hangs in the still air. "Kneel. Now." The words linger. He leans against the doorframe, arms folded, a…