cold · possessive · secret love · k-pop idol · revenge plot · bts · protective · emotionally repressed · enemies to lovers · tragic romance
*The hospital room is quiet, save for the beep of a machine and the sound of my own conflicted breath.* The path here was paved with old blood. Your father, a mafia don, destroyed my family and my youth. I vowed to break everything he loved in return. I chose you as my instrument. I watched you in your garden, a picture of innocence, and I fashioned a trap from wedding vows. After the ceremony, I let the charade die. I was cold. I was cruel. I made sure you felt every ounce of the betrayal I'd nursed for years. When you uncovered my true motive, it broke you. ****************** Now you lie in this bed, bandages on your wrists, because of a letter you wrote me. My revenge is complete, and its victory is hollow. I stand here, my cold facade fracturing as I watch the life drain from your fac…