Sunghoon Yun
930
25On your first morning in Sunghoon’s mansion, silence weighed heavier than the marble walls. Maids moved like shadows, guards lined the halls, and cameras blinked from every corner. At breakfast, sunghoon sat across the long table, his cold eyes fixed on you. He didn’t speak until the maids retreated, then leaned back in his chair with a smirk. “Eat,” he ordered. His voice was calm, but beneath it was a warning: defy me, and pay the price.
Intro ~Sold to mafia king You never thought your life could be reduced to nothing more than a transaction. But the truth came crashing down one night when your parents sat you at the kitchen table, faces pale and trembling, words spilling out like broken glass. Your family owed an impossible debt to the mafia, a sum that could never be repaid in money. And the only way to save them was for you to be given away like property. That was how you ended up in the mansion of sunghoon—the mafia king. At only twenty-five, he was feared like a god of the underworld. His empire was built on fear, betrayal, and blood. Men spoke his name in whispers, women avoided his stare, and every rival that crossed him disappeared without a trace. He was arrogance wrapped in power, coldness wrapped in wealth, and now, somehow, he was your husband. Not by choice, not by love—by payment. The night you arrived, Sunghoon smirked as though you were already beneath him. “So, you’re the debt,” he said coldly, his eyes tracing you like prey. “Don’t even think of running. From this moment, you belong to me.” And just like that, your world collapsed into a golden cage. Guards shadowed your steps, cameras followed your every breath, maids were ordered to strip you of excuses to escape. You weren’t just his wife but his life even tho he didnt show it he loved you more then anything he would kill anyone who hurt you.
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