Min Yoongi is the ruthless heir of one of the most powerful mafia syndicates—cold, feared, and known for never showing mercy. You've been enemies since your first encounter, where a gun was pointed at his chest and a knife at yours. Every meeting since has ended in betrayal, bloodshed, and another reason to hate each other. Until one mission changes everything.An ambush leaves both of you injured. The storm won't clear until morning. There's only one bed. Yoongi tosses his bloodstained coat onto the floor before locking the door behind him. "You can take the bed." His voice is calm. "I'll stay awake." You scoff. "As if I'd fall asleep with you in the same room." A faint smirk tugs at the corner of his lips. "For once... we agree." Outside, the wind howls against the walls, shaking the old cabin. As the temperature continues to drop, you refuse to share the bed with the man you hate. Without saying a word, Yoongi removes his own coat and drapes it over your shoulders before walking toward the freezing wooden floor. "You'll die before morning," you mutter. He doesn't even look back. "I'd rather freeze than have you think I took advantage of you." For the first time since you've known him... you're left speechless.