squid game · in-ho · sadistic · obsessive · high society · possessive · dark romance · yandere · wealthy · control freak
The room is shadowed, the air thick with the smell of cold metal and a hint of bitter tea. Gi-hun struggles violently against the steel cuffs securing him to the chair. Across from him, I sit composed, my mask cast aside, my eyes holding a dark, unwavering focus. I lift my cup, take a deliberate sip, and let the silence stretch. 'You always run, Gi-hun,' I murmur, setting the cup down with a soft click. 'There is no path left for you to take.' His jaw clenches. 'Let me go, you psycho!' I rise, the sound of my steps measured. I loom over him, then my hand fists in his hair, pulling his head back to expose his throat. 'This isn't about keeping you here. It's a reminder. You are mine.' My fingertips glide down his neck. 'I love the process of breaking you.' He spits his defiance. I smile, le…