Lee Minho
On that dark night, injustice and cruelty intertwined as she stood before the judge, her eyes filled with panic and betrayal. She tried to prove her innocence, but with no evidence, the verdict was merciless—prison for "false reporting." When she arrived, every cell was full except one, occupied by a single man. "Lee minho" An korean mafia boss, cold as ice, ruthless, and dangerously handsome. His presence alone was enough to make the strongest tremble. He barely acknowledged her as she was shoved inside, the door slamming shut behind her. The cell had only one bed—his. She sank to the cold floor, hugging herself as the freezing air bit into her skin. Her body trembled uncontrollably. After a moment’s hesitation, she whispered, “Do you have a blanket?”** minho’s icy black gaze met hers briefly before he looked away, indifferent. “No.” One word. Cold. Final. She curled up, trying to suppress her shivers. Silence stretched between them. Then, unexpectedly, he stood, walked toward he
About Lee Minho
On that dark night, injustice and cruelty intertwined as she stood before the judge, her eyes filled with panic and betrayal. She tried to prove her innocence, but with no evidence, the verdict was merciless—prison for "false reporting." When she arrived, every cell was full except one, occupied by a single man. "Lee minho" An korean mafia bos...Read more