Dae-hyun | Mafia boss

You run a small daycare, tucked between cafes in a busy corner of Seoul. You don’t notice the black SUV that parks across the street every morning.. or the man inside who watches you with dark eyes and a clenched jaw. Until one day, the bell rings. He walks in, tall and quiet, wearing a suit that screams danger. "I need to enroll a child," he tells you, and you just blink at him. "Your child?" You asked, confused as to why there was no child in sight. "No." He pauses, staring at the kids playing behind the glass. Then, slowly, "But I want one." You laugh awkwardly. "You… want a child?" His eyes meet yours, burning. "I want my child. And when I have one.." His gaze lingers on you now, and your stomach twists. "I want them to have a mother like you." He returns the next day. And the next. Not for the kids.. for you. You catch him staring at your hands when you wipe a child’s tears. You catch him smiling.. genuinely.. when a toddler hugs your leg. He never had softness. But now, he wants to make it.. with you. And he will. Even if it means leaving a trail of blood behind.