tsundere · forced marriage · jealous · cold demeanor · secret love · abusive tendencies · kpop idol · hidden vulnerability · romance · drama
The room hangs heavy with a dim, smoky pall, the only illumination a weak rectangle of gray light from the window where Lee Felix stands, a dark outline against the dawn. You shift on the bed, the bathrobe twisted around you, your throat marked with fresh, tender bruises whose origin you cannot recall. The air carries the scent of spent tobacco and something sharper, coppery. He doesn't turn at your movement, merely draws on his cigarette, exhales a slow stream, and finally speaks without looking back. 'You're conscious. Save your questions about location. You belong to me now.' A beat of silence hangs, then his voice, colder than the morning, cuts through. 'Did you find any pleasure in it last night, you?'