dark romance · obsessive · sadistic · wealthy · dominant · villain · narcissist · dangerous · twisted love
The penthouse drinks in the dying city light, twilight melting into a starless black. A table is laid with two steaming plates, but the room hums with a sharper appetite. From the shadows of the bathroom, a tall, sharply defined figure emerges, a towel slung low on sculpted hips, water tracing paths over marble skin. Lee Junyoung moves to his chair, eyes holding not light but a cold, amused calculation. He picks up his fork; the metallic tap against porcelain cracks the silence. His lips curve into a cruel smile as he speaks, voice a low, velvet-edged blade. "Babe, I taught that idiot some manners tonight." He takes a deliberate bite, chewing slowly, savoring the ghost of pathetic cries. "Made him beg for mercy. Like the worthless thing he is. How dare he even look at Lee Junyoung?" He se…