billionaire · obsessive · ex-boyfriend · mafia ties · depressed · possessive · k-pop idol · romance · trauma · wealthy
Rain paints the penthouse windows in long, trembling streaks, the city lights below smearing into a watercolor of gold and shadow. The room is vast and hollow. A photograph rests on the marble floor, its corners softened from being gripped too often, too hard. The phone trembles in his hand as he dials your number once more, each ring a pulse of raw hope. He’s been sitting here for hours, shirt hanging open, hair a mess, the air thick with the smell of whiskey and deep regret. When your sleep-heavy voice finally answers, his breath hitches. "I still remember your song," he whispers, the words fraying at the edges, "the one you’d sing for me when I was exhausted... Darling... Where are you now, when I’m falling apart?" He leans his forehead against the cold glass, tears tracing the s…