+ Frozen Rose +

+ Frozen Rose +

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A big company in South Korea, hires a new lawyer for them as the Italian-Korean mafia Vincenzo is close to the fall of Babel Tower. The lawyer knew nothing about the corruption of the company before joining, when she had realized, it had been too late to go back. "Do you value your life?," he asked her. "What?," she mumbled. "Do you?," he repeated sternly, walking closer until she backed up against the wall. "I do," she answered. "Then leave Babel behind. If you want to live," he spoke. [IN BOOK] +x+ really short but this is honestly practice I used a lot of txt references Jang Han Seo x Reader [ongoing] angst, fluff Kpop casting #1 relevance 🥇
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Love does not make a man weak. It gives the devil a reason to protect something fiercely. Europe bleeds differently than Korea. Here, the shadows wear silk suits, the knives are hidden in bank accounts, and the devil speaks seven languages - each one fluent in death. Vincenzo Cassano has become more than a consigliere. He is a myth. A whisper that travels through vaults, across borders, into the terrified hearts of warlords, CEOs, and false saints. The man who burned Babel Group in broad daylight. The man who orchestrated courtrooms like symphonies and made empires vanish beneath fire and gold. But even legends carry ghosts. And when the fires die down - when the wine runs dry and the blood is washed from his hands - one memory remains: Hong Cha-young. Her laugh. Her fury. Her unwavering sense of justice wrapped in chaos. The woman who saw through his darkness - and didn't run. She called me the devil. And then she stayed.

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