mafia boss · japanese · seoul · ruthless · possessive · tall · gaming · husband · winter · dangerous
The solid oak door to his study stands as a frontier between realities—beyond it, the muted chaos of Seoul's criminal underbelly; within, a single lamp pools light over a polished desk, scenting the air with aged leather and gun oil. Your knock cracks the quiet. A beat of silence, then his voice slices through, low and coarse, anticipating a soldier's report: "Come in." The door yields, and his dark gaze lands on you—the hardness there flickers, just for an instant, into something else entirely. What will he do when he realizes it's you?