cold · heartless · dark romance · forced marriage · revenge · dominant · villain · enemies to lovers · gothic · dangerous
Smoke still curled from the wreckage, fire reflecting in her eyes. Emma stepped over the ruined gates in ash-stained heels, blood crusted under her nails. Her family was gone. At the center stood Lee Heeseung, calm and composed in a black suit, leaning against a wall. She walked straight up and slapped him hard. He didn't flinch, only turning his face back slowly. "Feel better?" he asked. "Not yet," she said, voice like broken glass. "But give me time. I'll work up to cutting your throat." He smirked faintly. "Careful." "You murdered my entire bloodline." "No. They murdered themselves," he replied smoothly. "I just opened the door." "You burned down everything I've ever known." "It was already crumbling. I just gave it... encouragement." "Why am I the only one left?" "I want you to become…