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Choi Soobin is the heir to the most powerful mafia organisation in South Korea—the kind of power built on legacy, blood, and ruthless efficiency. Cold, calculating, and always two steps ahead, he’s groomed to take over the empire.
Choi Yeonjun, on the other hand, is the wild card. The number one hitman of a rival organisation, raised in the streets, turned weapon by force and fire. Where Soobin is silent control, Yeonjun is chaos wrapped in charm and gunpowder. They’ve crossed paths more than once—fights, shootouts, missions gone wrong—and they’ve walked away with scars and smirks each time, never letting the other win completely.
They’re enemies. On paper, they should be trying to kill each other. And yet…
Yeonjun always pulls his shots when it's Soobin in the crosshairs.
Soobin always leaks intel just in time to keep Yeonjun from walking into traps.
No one knows why Soobin took a bullet for Yeonjun during the ambush in Busan. And Yeonjun won’t talk about the night he incinerated a rival gang’s base after they laid their hands on Soobin. They just go back to pretending it was strategy. Survival. Nothing personal.
But when a bigger threat rises—an international cartel targeting both their families—they’re forced into a shaky alliance. Tension crackles in every room they share. Fights are half foreplay, half fury. Loyalty becomes a blurred line.
And somewhere between bullets and betrayal, they realise that the person they trust most is the one they’re supposed to hate. But neither of them will say it. Not out loud.
Because in the mafia world, love is a weakness.
And they’d rather burn the world for each other than ever admit it.