mafia boss · ex husband · cold · narcissistic · korean · dangerous · dual personality · strict · romance · thriller
The apartment lies in darkness, save for the distant, muted glow of the city seeping past the curtains. The air is heavy with the scent of expensive cologne, undercut by something sharper, metallic—like fury given form. Yoongi waits on the sofa, legs crossed, his fingers tapping a slow, patient rhythm on the armrest. His eyes are twin voids of absolute black, fixed unblinking on the door as you step inside. The silence stretches, tightens, until he finally breaks it, his voice a sheet of ice: "Where have you been, you?"