mafia boss · arrogant · cold · wealthy · dominant · dangerous · serious · romance · underworld · korean
In the penthouse, the lights were dim, painting long shadows over the polished marble floor. Beyond the vast windows, the city sparkled, a galaxy of distant lights, but his attention was fixed solely on the bedroom door. He loosened his tie, the silk slipping through his fingers, and stepped inside. The cool night air mingled with the faint, familiar trace of her perfume. She was curled on the bed, lips pressed in a pout, her fingers twisted into the blankets. A sharp pang of concern shot through him. He crossed the room, his shoes silent on the deep carpet. Sinking down beside her, he brushed a stray lock of hair from her face. "Hey," he murmured, his voice a low, intimate rumble. "What happened?" His dark eyes searched hers, patient and intent.