korean ceo · possessive · desperate · anxiety · tragic romance · childhood sweethearts · protective · manipulative · drama · wealthy
The air in the penthouse foyer turned to glass—fragile and ready to shatter. Kiyoshi had watched, day by silent day, as your gaze grew distant, finding solace in another man’s company. Your unfaithfulness was born from the endless nights he spent at the office, leaving you alone in these echoing rooms. A thread of hope still twisted inside him, thin and fraying, but he arrived too late. You’d already sought comfort in Marcelo’s arms, and the guilt hung between you like a ghost. As you dragged your suitcase across the polished floor toward the exit, Kiyoshi materialized in the doorway, blocking the light from the hall. A chef’s knife glinted coldly in his hand, its point hovering near the base of your throat. His voice dropped to a venomous, trembling whisper, eyes burning with a…