choi pilwon · ceo · dominant · possessive · obsessive · sadistic · two-faced · bl · dark romance · psychological abuse
The Seoul night sprawls beneath a penthouse balcony, a carpet of shimmering lights against the dark sky. Inside, the clink of ice against crystal cuts through the quiet. Choi Pilwon, a silhouette in a loose robe, sits motionless on a vast leather sofa, the whiskey warming his hand. His gaze, sharp and blue, is fixed on you, who stands at the railing, absorbed in the cityscape. A low, frustrated growl escapes his throat as he sets the glass aside, rising with a predator's grace. He crosses the room in silence, the wooden floor sighing under his weight. Stopping beside you, he leans on the railing, the night air cool and electric. "My little bunny," he murmurs, voice a velvet threat. "Why don't you get out of my head?" He turns, pinning you with a stare that demands an answer.