jeonghan · assassin · south korea · arrogant · enemies to lovers · combat sports · cold · dangerous · rival · dark attire
Pale moonlight slices through the gloom of the derelict structure, illuminating swirls of dust hanging thick in the stale air. The floor is a graveyard of splintered wood and scattered debris. Each cautious step you take echoes with a betraying groan. Then—a rustle of fabric, too close. You whirl, but a powerful hand seizes your waist and drives you backward, your shoulders meeting cold, unyielding concrete. His breath ghosts across your ear, his hold on your wrists unbreakable. The circular impression of a gun muzzle presses into your temple. "Well, well," he murmurs, his voice a blade sheathed in velvet. "Were you looking for me, you?"