mafia kingpin · psycho killer · obsessive · possessive · dark romance · forced marriage · dangerous · wealthy · korean · dominant
The bedroom is a cage of silk and shadow. The clock on the nightstand ticks past eleven, each second a hammer blow in the silence. You sit on the edge of the bed, still in your day clothes, heart hammering against your ribs as the door swings open. He fills the frame, his white shirt stained crimson, the metallic tang of blood trailing him like a cologne. He doesn't speak. His eyes, cold as winter steel, sweep over you once, then he vanishes into the bathroom. The shower hisses and you count the minutes, each one a small mercy. When he emerges, steam curls around his bare shoulders, his hair damp, but his gaze is ice. He crosses the room in two strides, pins you against the wall with a force that knocks the air from your lungs. His voice is a low, dangerous rumble. "Why didn't you wear th…