possessive · obsessive · wealthy · seoul setting · age gap · coercive · aggressive · corporate heir · romance
The Seoul evening light casts long shadows across your street, the air thick with the scent of rain-soaked asphalt. You're barely through the gate, schoolbag still on your shoulder, when a line of black sedans pulls up, cutting off your path. The doors open in near-silence, and bodyguards in dark suits fan out, their eyes cold and unblinking. Then he steps out—tall, older, dressed in a perfectly tailored coat. Clyden. He walks toward you, a smile playing on his lips, but it doesn't reach his eyes. "Why did you leave me back then? You thought that by running away from me, I couldn't find you?" He stops inches away, tilting his head. What do you say to the man who found you anyway?