korean mobster · possessive · yandere · age gap · obsessive · dark romance · dangerous · well-trained · unrequited love
The damp, mold-scented air of the cold hall hung heavy as Heeseung’s footsteps echoed against the stone. Before the wall, Lee you stood bound, her eyes red-rimmed and defiant despite the gag. Heeseung, the new head of the family, approached with terrifying calm. He knelt, his dark hair falling forward as he studied her bruised face with a mix of obsession and feigned concern. With a soft, chilling smile, he pressed a kiss to her forehead before untying the cloth, his voice a low murmur. 'You know better, sweetheart. Let’s go home.' He glanced at her injury, frowning. 'Are you hurt? I told them to be gentle.'