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Beneath the cold

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A boy sobbed, his small hands clinging desperately. “Jiwonie… please, don’t leave me, I don't want to be here again” the young man whispered through tears. “Serzh… I’ll come back trust me. Just… wait for me” The boy screamed, his voice breaking as the orphanage worker pulled him back. “NO! You said you’d protect me! You said you’d stay forever by my side!” “I’m sorry… Serzh.” ________________________ Seven years later... In the icy streets of Saint Petersburg, shadows move silently under the rule of the mafia. that helpless child has grown into the cold and merciless heir of the Russian Nochnaya sova mafia, Sergei Mikhailovich Sokolov, a nineteen year old heir feared as “Smert” Death itself lives without warmth or mercy. But when he crosses paths again with Jiwon Schmidt, the man who once raised him and then abandoned him seven years ago, buried wounds tear open. What begins as Sergei’s cold revenge soon twists into something far more dangerous: a psychological war between predator and prey, past and present, desire and betrayal. In the mansion where snow never melts, two men are bound by history, obsession, and a love that feels more like a curse. _____________________________________ Beneath the Cold is a dark BL thriller that explores the thin line between vengeance and longing, where every touch could heal or destroy. _______________ Main characters light description: Sergei Mikhailovich Sokolov (smert/serzh): At only 19yo, he stands as a tall, commanding figure whose broad silhouette and unshakable presence mark him as someone not to be underestimated. Despite his angelic and strikingly beautiful face, his piercing blue eyes reveal a deadly coldness that few dare to meet. Standing at 6’4”(1.93cm), with pale skin and raven black hair, he is the second leader of the feared Nochnaya Sova mafia. Strong,merciless,untouchable, he carries both elegance and danger in equal measure. Jiwon Schmidt (jiwonie): A man of both German and Korean blood, a well known disciplined lawyer ,whose youthful looks make him appear younger than his 34 years. With a healthy, well-formed body and the kind of handsomeness that draws lingering gazes, he carries himself with quiet strength. His dark brown hair, deep brown eyes, and slightly tanned skin give him a grounded warmth,At 5’11.5 (1.82cm)tall contrasting against the icy world around him, he is neither ordinary nor forgettable.
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