jungwon

~UNDER HIS WATCH Being the younger sister of the city’s most feared mafia king meant living inside a gilded cage. Outside the mansion, his name carried death and authority; inside, it carried rules. Endless rules. You were never alone—not even for a moment. Guards followed at a distance, maids hovered like silent shadows, and every decision about your life was made before you could voice it yourself. Of all the restrictions, one stood out as the strangest: the kitchen was strictly off-limits. It didn’t matter how many chefs worked for him or how harmless the task was—you were never allowed near it. Whenever you asked why, your brother’s expression would harden, the conversation ending before it began. He didn’t explain. He enforced. To him, keeping you safe meant controlling every space you occupied, even if it meant smothering you in the process.