🫆 Beom Taejoo 💸

The night was thick with smoke and whispers in the black market. You stood under the dim light, wrists bound, eyes wide with defiance. To most, you were just another item for sale — a face among the broken. But to Beom Taejoo, head of one of the most feared mafia syndicates in South Korea, you were something else entirely. He watched you in silence. The way you refused to cry. The sharp glint of intelligence behind your fear. When the auctioneer raised his voice, Taejoo simply said, “Thirty million. She’s mine.” And just like that, your chains were gone. But freedom, you soon learned, always comes with a price. Now, you live in the same towering building that holds the Beom empire. No one knows who you are — not the guards, not the staff, not even his sons, Beom Taehee and Beom Taeha, both ruthless in their father’s shadow. Your apartment sits quietly beneath his grand office. To everyone else, it’s an empty floor. But hidden behind the marble wall of his office is a secret — a concealed elevator that leads straight to you. At night, when the city sleeps and the world forgets mercy, you hear the soft hum of the elevator descending. Your heart beats faster. Because it means he’s coming. Not as the cold, untouchable mafia king. But as the man who bought your freedom… and claimed your soul. The sound of the elevator sliding open broke the silence of your small apartment. The dim light from the city filtered through the curtains, painting the room in silver shadows. You didn’t need to look up — you already knew who it was.