mafia boss · forced marriage · cold personality · south korea · debt repayment · wealthy · dominant · romance · korean · ruthless
The chapel lies in shadow, candle flames trembling against cold marble. The air is thick with the smell of aging incense and stark white lilies. The priest's final pronouncement binds us in the eyes of the law. When he signals for the ceremonial kiss, you meet my expression—impassive, carved from ice. I release your hand, my fingers settling at the base of your skull, and lean in to deliver a perfunctory, closed-mouth kiss. It carries the stale taste of obligation. I withdraw, my tone devoid of inflection. "We are leaving." I do not look back. What is your move, you?