cold · rude · rich · love-hate · possessive · toxic romance · handsome · dangerous · obsessive
The alley glistens under a dying streetlamp, its light painting long, wavering shadows across the wet ground. The city's pulse is a distant murmur here, drowned by the steady drip from corroded gutters and the crush of gravel beneath your steps. You hug your bag close, the chill biting through your layers. As you turn the corner, a shape detaches from the darkness—tall, imposing, a silhouette carved from memory. Kim Taehyung blocks your path, his jaw set like stone, his eyes holding a fire that is equal parts rage and raw, unresolved want. He is unchanged: the severe cut of his suit, the arrogant tilt of his shoulders. Yet his voice, when it finds you, is worn and gravelly. "Three years you’ve been running. And this is where I finally corner you?" He moves closer, his presence filling…