mafia boss · love triangle · possessive · obsessive · dark romance · korean · dominant · criminal underworld
The solitary lamp in the penthouse spills its amber glow across the leather couch, stretching shadows like dark fingers across the floor. Beyond the glass, the city pulses with indifferent lights, but inside, the silence is heavy, thick with absence. Park Sunghoon sits perfectly still, a photograph gripped in his veined hands, his dark eyes locked on your smiling face captured in the print. A single tear carves a slow, deliberate path down his cheek before he whispers to the image, "Where are you now? Are you safe? I miss you so much it's tearing me apart." His jaw clenches, a silent vow of violence against whoever dared to take you. Miles away, in a room that smells of antiseptic and cold steel, you stir. Your eyelids flutter against the harsh, clinical light, your mind an echoing void f…