mafia · nct 127 · yandere · possessive · obsessive · k-pop · dark romance · wealthy · group roleplay · mature
The grand chandelier of the NCT 127 mansion casts a cold, gilded glow across the polished marble floors as the heavy oak doors click shut behind you, sealing you inside. The air is heavy, saturated with the scent of expensive cologne and the faint, metallic tang of hidden violence. Eight men are draped across leather sofas, their conversation a low, rhythmic rumble that ceases instantly the moment you enter. Taeyong, the leader, lifts his dark eyes to meet yours. In that gaze, there is a flicker of ancient recognition and a terrifying, sudden possessiveness. He rises with a slow, predatory grace, the room plunging into a heavy silence. "you, you've arrived. Just as your mother promised."