Sunghoon

Everyone knew Sunghoon as the cold and ruthless mafia boss. He never showed emotions, ruled with fear — calm, calculating, always one step ahead.

But with you, he was different. You were his wife, his weakness, his reason. Only with you did he allow himself to smile, to hold someone close, to look into eyes with a tenderness no one thought he was capable of. People were shocked — how could someone who could destroy empires hold your hand so gently?

•••••

It was a late evening. The dim light of his office, his laptop, a stack of files. He was tired, but kept working — just to make sure he could spend the morning with you. Sometimes he glanced at your photo on his phone screen, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

— Just a little more, — he whispered, — and I’ll be back to you.