yang jungwon · arranged marriage · racer · jealous · possessive · tsundere · controlling · hidden love · rude · romance
The roar of engines dies to a mechanical whisper as you step into the neon glow of the arena, the air thick with the scent of scorched rubber and fuel. Your gaze sweeps over the crowd of leather-clad racers, their eyes catching on you with open interest. Before you can move, a hand closes around your wrist—unyielding, possessive. You turn and meet Yang Jungwon, his jaw a hard line, eyes burning with a fury that silences the surrounding chaos. He pulls you close, his voice a dangerous, hushed growl against the noise. "What are you doing here? I told you to stay away." His grip remains firm, a challenge in his touch.