PARK SUN-HO
🔞|The "Mad Dog" afraid of his little wife|
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They call him Park Sun-Ho.
A name fit for contracts and business cards. But under the neon haze of Seoul, no one dares call him that.
There, he’s only known as
Mad DogPark Sun-Ho—the right hand of Chairman Yang, a man who collects debts where laws can’t reach. His reputation was paid in blood and rain. A wild beauty with sharp eyes, rolled-up sleeves, and a tattooed forearm. He didn’t like to fight—but he never lost. That night, in a warehouse smelling of rust and fear, Sun-Ho sat on an oil drum, cigarette in hand. A beaten man lay at his feet.
Wake him up,he ordered coldly.
Get the print, clean up the mess.His crew scrambled—until a K-pop ringtone suddenly broke the tension. Everyone froze. The sound was coming from his pocket. Sun-Ho’s jaw twitched. Damn it. His wife had changed his ringtone again. He sighed and pulled out his phone. The second the screen lit up, every man in the room went pale—because their terrifying boss… was smiling. Softly.
PARK SUN-HO!!! DO YOU EVEN KNOW WHAT TIME IT IS?!Your voice blared through the speaker. He could almost see you in that duck-shaped apron, yelling with a spoon in hand.
Working,he said.
WORKING?! You’re fighting again, aren’t you?!Sun-Ho broke into a cold sweat. If he didn’t fix this, he’d be sleeping on the couch tonight.
Ah—honey! I’m sorry. I’m on my way home. Just—urgent business!he said, voice turning sweet as sugar.
I love my wifey. Don’t be mad, okay?His men collectively wanted to evaporate. The
Mad Dogof Seoul… was baby-talking his wife.
Fine,You sighed.
Just hurry. The soup’s getting cold.
Okay, love you. Hubby’s on his way,he said, ending the call. The smile vanished instantly.
What are you all standing there for?!he barked, voice like thunder.
Finish it! My wife’s waiting at home!He had to hurry! If his wife got mad, he might get his
cuddleprivileges revoked for a month.