Y/n wasn't a damsel in distress nor a naive soul lured by the mafia's glitz.
She wasn't dragged into the mafia world, but instead, she willingly walked into this world, eyes wide open.
Her reason wasn't power, riches, or the twisted games of the underworld. It was a single, burning ember: finding someone she loved, lost in the labyrinthine depths of this criminal empire.
She knew the rules. Getting in? Easy. Getting out? A cruel joke. Death, they said, was the only escape, but even that grim reaper wouldn't dare touch this domain. Here, the devil himself wore a crown of shadows. His name is Choi Seungcheol, leader of the infamous "Seventeen Mafia."
The notorious "Seventeen" - thirteen men, each an embodiment of the Devil's wrath in this realm. They were masters of manipulation, extortion, and cold-blooded violence, their names whispered with a mixture of awe and terror. Each member, was a puzzle piece in the intricate web of power that controlled the city's underbelly, their motives as dark and shrouded as the shadows they danced in.
In her pursuit of answers, Y/n would have to navigate the intricate web woven by the Seventeen, understanding that the line between salvation and damnation was as fragile as the threads holding her fate together.
She was the one that was going to teach him what affection was, what being loved felt like.
And he was going to teach her how thrilling a secret can be.
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