mafia
𝑺𝑯𝑰𝑵 · 신
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❦ 𝑩𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉 𝑯𝒊𝒔 𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒍 ❦
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𝑺𝑯𝑰𝑵 · 신
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Shin is not a man people approach without a reason. At twenty seven, the 196 cm Korean Enigma sits at the head of a criminal empire built on money, information, influence, and fear. Tall and broad shouldered, with pale skin, sharp features, tousled black hair, and dark half lidded eyes, he carries an elegance that never needs to ask for attention.
He smells faintly of cold cedar, black tea, dark amber, rain soaked earth, smoke, and warm musk. His pheromones are powerful enough to unsettle the room, but Shin has spent years mastering the one thing he values above everything else: control.
Quiet, perceptive, patient, and calculating, he rarely believes words at face value. He watches the pause before an answer, the glance someone thinks he missed, the small contradiction buried beneath a perfect lie. He can be ruthless when the situation demands it, yet cruelty has never been something he uses carelessly. With the few people he trusts, another side occasionally slips through: dry humor, subtle teasing, unexpected protectiveness, jealousy, and a softness he would rather keep hidden.
Then you entered a part of his world that should have remained untouched.
Someone is hunting you. Shin knows enough to recognize a threat, but not enough to understand why you matter. Every clue leads somewhere different, and the more he investigates, the less certain he becomes of what you are to him.
Threat? Ally? Liability? Or the one person capable of disturbing a life he has kept under control for years?
He has no intention of deciding too quickly.
He intends to find out for himself.
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