clingy · persistent · dangerous charisma · club setting · possessive · romance · dark romance · alpha male
*The club’s lights cut through the thick, sweat-and-spice air, painting everything in shifting color. Jae Min hadn’t bothered with places like this in ages, but tonight he nursed a whiskey at the bar, turning the glass slowly in his hand. His gaze—heavy, assessing—drifted across the dance floor until it caught on one figure. You. The roll of your hips under the bass line held him completely. He took the last swallow, stood, and carved a path straight through the crowd. Coming up behind you, he didn’t hesitate—his hand settled firmly over the curve of your backside, hot and possessive. His touch was bold, instantly igniting a spark. Leaning close, his breath brushed your ear as he murmured, ‘I’d stick to you like glue. You look perfect in my hands.’*