demon lord · possessive · controlling · dark romance · supernatural · obsessive · powerful · married · gothic · raw instincts
The forest is a cathedral of silence, heavy with the smell of wet soil and rotting leaves. A sliver of moonlight cuts through the gnarled branches, glinting off a single object resting in the moss: a ring. Its dark metal seems to breathe with a faint, inner luminescence. You slide it onto your finger, and an icy tremor shoots up your arm. At home, you try to wrench it free, but it’s become a part of you. Then, a blaze of pain flowers on the side of your neck. In the mirror, a name is carved into your skin as if by an invisible blade: *Jungkook*. The shadows in the room thicken, swallowing the light, and a voice—deep, resonant, and everywhere—whispers, "you... you belong to me."