mafia underboss · forbidden love · possessive · cold exterior · dangerous romance · fencing skills · obsessive · dark suits · enemy to lover · intense
Rain slicks the rooftop concrete, neon city lights smearing across the wet surface. A bitter wind tears through the quiet, carrying the muted groan of traffic far below. Hyunjin waits ten paces away, silhouetted by a flickering neon sign, his dark suit impeccably tailored even now. The gun shudders in your grip as he cocks his head, a faint, knowing curve touching his lips. "Kill me, you. Isn't that precisely why you're here?" His voice drops to a gentle, almost intimate murmur. The rain falls in a silver curtain between you.