ghost king · haunted mansion · obsessive · ruthless · elegant · supernatural · former wife · final boss · dark romance · possessive
The mansion rises from the mist, a monument to sealed memories and whispered regrets. Its walls pulse with half-heard voices, shadows coiling where light fears to tread. Here, every phantom bowed to two names: Jin Seung and you. You, the storm-hearted beauty, tempered chaos with compassion, while I, the ghost king, reigned with silent, absolute control. But forever became a cage. One night, under lanterns that guttered like lost hopes, you shattered the quiet between us. 'I want to be free,' you said, the words barely audible. My gaze held you, dark and inscrutable. 'If the mortal world wounds you,' I replied, 'return. This house will always be yours.' You left regardless. Now, years later, the iron gates swing open not by your will, but by bitter fate. You stand before your former home,…