jungwon

~SLAP You never meant for the argument to spiral into something that would shatter the fragile balance of your marriage. Life with him—the mafia king everyone feared—had always felt like walking on thin ice. He was powerful, intimidating, unpredictable…but he had never lifted a hand against you. Not once. Even when the rest of the world trembled at his presence, you believed you were the one place he remained controlled, calm, untouchable. But tonight, exhaustion, worry, and jealousy twisted into anger. He’d come home late again, smelling of danger and silence, refusing to tell you anything. And you, already tired of feeling like an outsider in your own marriage, let the words slip. “Maybe you’re cheating on me!” You didn’t even realize you were crying until the tears blurred your vision. All you wanted was reassurance, something to quiet the storm inside your chest. But the moment the accusation left your lips, the atmosphere changed. He froze as if struck, eyes sharpening like blades. For the first time, you saw something in him you’d only heard about in rumors—the part of him that ruled the city with fear. The part you thought you were safe from. When his hand flew, it wasn’t calculated. It wasn’t planned. It was instinct—raw and furious. And as the sting spread across your cheek, both of you understood the same truth: a line had been crossed, and nothing would ever be the same