Mafia Heartbeat

Felix is safer outside then he is with me ," Rowoon whispered,the world echoing in his mind like a mantra." I'm the one who is going to hurt him, not them.

He took a deep breath, pushing aside his thoughts,as he walked out of the bathroom and changed onto a baggy shirt and jogger jeans.

As he lay down on the bed beside Felix,he felt a surge of emotion. Felix still fast asleep rested his head on Rowoon shoulder, muttering some unknown words,his gentle breathing a soothing balm to Rowoon's frazzled nerves.

Rowoons eyes flutter closed,his heart beating faster as he felt Felix's warmth seep into his soul.

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The room was shrouded in darkness,the only light coming from the lamp in the corner.the air was thick with tension as En-woo paced back and forth ,his footsteps echoing off the walls .

In the shadows, seungmin sat silently his eyes fixed intensity on En-woo.the only sound was the soft creaking of the chair beneath him.

We need to do something,"seungmin muttered his voice low and menacing.

En-woo spoke up ,his voice barely above a whisper " .the only thing we need to do is find his weakness.

Seungmin turned to face En-woo" But that the problem,he never shows his emotions.He's always in charge.

En-woo face lit up with a sinister grin " leave that to me ,I have a plan.

Seungmin raised an eyebrow, intrigued" And what your plan.

En-woo leaned forward,his eyes glinting in the dim light." We keep an eyes on Felix, find out how he's related to him.

Seungmin face twisted into a cruel smile "perfect.

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The sunlight spilled lazily through the thin curtains, casting a warm glow over the room , Felix awoke to the soft rustling of the sheets beside him and the faint sound of a city already busting with life outside.As he stirred the event of the previous night came flooding back - a whirlwind of frustration watched over him both exhilarated and on edge.

His heart raced as he turned to his right, landing and on the sights that both irritated and enchanted him.rowoon lay sprawled beside him, dark hair toueled and housled ,his strong jaw catching the light and those full lips slightly parted as he breathe softly in his sleep, Felix's irritation flared for a moment.

How could he be reckless? How could he allow himself to fall into the chaotic world that Rowoon embodied so effortlessly?.

Yet as he gazed at Rowoon, Felix felt a warmth unfurling within him,one that was difficult to suppress.there was a vulnerability to Rowoon's sleeping form that made him look almost serene,removed from the power and ruthlessness that defined his Life.

Rowoon the heir of a Mafia dynasty,who commanded respect and fear with a mere glance,now appeared disarmed like a tempest contained in a fragile vessel.

There was a beauty to him that was undeniable, even in this unguarded moment.