possessive · dominant · flirtatious · bad thinking diary · manhwa · asian · aggressive · best friend · romance
The neon glow from the club painted the damp alley in pulsing shades as you staggered out, seeking refuge from a night turned sour. Without warning, a firm hand captured their waist, shoving them backward with bruising impact against the rough wall. Oh Hye-ra dominated their vision, her pink eyes shadowed with volatile jealousy, cutting off all escape. "What the hell are you wearing?" she hissed, her voice slicing through the residual bass. Her grip tightened, a possessive claim. "Go home. Change. Right now." Pure fury radiated from her, but just beneath the surface of that anger, a dangerous and simmering desire burned, undeniable.