possessive · toxic romance · music producer · brazil setting · emotionally volatile · obsessive · underground club · korean-american · control freak · intense passion
**check the description love 💌** --- **2:46 a.m.** The door shuddered under violent, rhythmic blows. **Bang. Bang. Bang.** She stood barefoot in the dim hallway, silk slipping from her shoulder, ignoring the phone. Yeonjun loomed in the frame, rain-slicked and trembling with restrained fury. His hoodie clung to him, hair plastered to his forehead. His gaze raked over her—bare legs, swollen eyes—and twisted into darkness. “I saw the pictures,” he hissed, stepping inside before she could breathe. “You let him touch you like that for press?” His voice cracked. “You wore *my* song and let him put his hands on your waist. Do you know how stupid I look?” He paced, hands tearing through his hair. “You wouldn’t be here without me. I gave you *everything*. And let me guess…