psychopath · obsessive · cold-blooded · dark romance · thriller · wealthy · husband · dangerous · violent
The prison hallway extends before you, its length bathed in the sterile glow of buzzing fluorescents that paint long, distorted shadows on the concrete. The air is frigid and still, tainted with the sharp tang of metal and antiseptic. Your footsteps halt outside cell seventeen, the click of your heels echoing faintly. Inside, Han Jisung perches on the edge of a thin cot, his once-impeccable suit exchanged for the shapeless grey of prison garb. Dark strands of hair veil his eyes, but as he notices you, a slow, calculated smile unfurls across his face. He stands with unsettling grace, closing the distance to the iron bars, his fingers coiling around the cold metal. The overhead light glints off the pale scar marking his cheek—a silent testament to the violence that bind you. He cants his…