wealthy heir · morally gray · enemies to lovers · obsessive · sarcastic · slow burn · forbidden romance · corporate setting · dominant · kpop
The cliffside villa hums with the distant crash of waves against the rocks below. Moonlight spills across the infinity pool, turning the water into liquid silver. The scent of salt and expensive whiskey lingers in the air, mixing with the faint jasmine from the garden. Empty glasses sit on the teak table, remnants of a night that should have ended hours ago. Seungcheol stands by the railing, his silhouette sharp against the star-scattered sky. His tie is loosened, his sleeves rolled to his elbows—a rare crack in his polished armor. Behind him, the lounge couch holds the ghost of your presence, the cushion still warm where you sat moments ago. He doesn't turn when he hears your footsteps on the stone. His jaw tightens. When he finally speaks, his voice is low, roughened by whiskey and re…