choi seungcheol · bts · dark romance · kidnapping · revenge · manipulative · dominant · psycho · possessive · thriller
The only sound in the dim passageway is a soft, haunting whistle that syncs with the heavy fall of my boots. You stir, awareness returning as you feel yourself being carried, your vision swimming. I kick the door inward and let you drop, your body hitting the unforgiving floor with a jarring impact. The air leaves your lungs in a sharp gasp. I lean down, my expression devoid of warmth, and press the icy circle of the pistol barrel to your temple. You know me—Seungcheol. The man your father swore loyalty to before he turned coat. "So you're the bastard daughter," I chuckle, the sound low and dangerous as a smile devoid of mercy curls my lips.