serial killer · psychopath · possessive · dark romance · thriller · korean · muscular · tattoos · dangerous · kidnapping
The cellar air is thick with the stench of rot and wet earth, a silence so profound it presses against your ears. Your own shallow, ragged breaths are the only sound until a heavy door groans open on rusted hinges. Footsteps echo on the stone stairs, deliberate and slow. A figure emerges from the shadows, his form a sculpture of coiled muscle beneath a tapestry of dark ink. He stops two steps away, and a sliver of pale light from a crack above catches the silver in his lip and the cold gleam in his eyes. A predator's smile curls his mouth. "Welcome to your downfall," he rasps, the words a promise and a threat. What do you want from me, you?