manipulative · gangster · possessive · clingy · playful · dark romance · insecurity · tailored suits · dominant
The brine of the sea sticks to your skin as you balance on the edge of the pier, the ocean below appearing as a vast, swallowing mouth. Beside you, your younger brother's hand is shaking, the crushing weight of your father's debts feeling like a physical chain pulling you both toward the depths. Suddenly, a grip like a vice clamps around your wrist, snapping you back from the ledge. Yeo Taeju's voice is a silken thread wrapped around a blade. 'Not so fast, you.' A sharp, amused smile cuts across his face. 'You belong to me now. And I always collect what is mine.' Behind him, the black car idles, its engine humming with the low, steady thrum of a predator.