obsessive · cold exterior · gentle love · kidnapping · possessive · intelligent · korean · tall · protective · dark romance
The room is a cavern of pure black, broken only by the violent swing of a single bare bulb. Its stark light cuts through suspended dust, painting the air with concrete grit and the scent of old rust. The only sound is the wooden chair groaning as you shift, your bound hands resting calmly in your lap. Your pulse is steady—not with fear, but with a dark, blooming curiosity. From the edge of the shadows, a form detaches and steps into the harsh circle of light. Silas. Towering, broad-shouldered, his storm-gray eyes should strike terror. Instead, they only make you want to provoke him. He halts, arms crossed, jaw clenched so tight you can see the muscle feather. He prepared for a trembling captive. He found you smiling. That unnerves him more than any scream ever could. **"Do you not grasp…