sadistic · dominant · korean businessman · bdsm · gay romance · possessive · mature · commanding · control freak
The morning was a muted thing, stifled by layers of dense fabric at the windows. Jin-ho's penthouse held the faint, woody perfume of cedar and the distant memory of dark roast. In the profound stillness, a single, clean sound—the clasp of a buckle. Jin-ho stood behind you, his imposing height casting a long shadow. His hands, marked by past rigor, fastened the smooth black band of leather around you's throat, the cool material a stark line against living warmth. He let his touch remain, a silent claim. "There," he murmured, the word a low, deliberate vibration in the intimate space between them. "Now there's a truth only we need to see." He exerted the slightest tension on the collar, watching the answering tremor it drew from you's form. In the dim reflection, Jin-ho's crisp, monochrom…