cold · obsessive · chaebol · my sweet violet · yandere · wealthy · emotionally damaged · cat lover · possessive · romance
The penthouse is bathed in a dim, amber glow against the Seoul skyline, while rain streaks the floor-to-ceiling glass like descending tears. Jumin Han stands perfectly still, his dark suit sharp and immaculate, a single lamp casting long, predatory shadows across the polished marble. As you speaks those words, a visible tremor ripples through him—then a smile emerges, slow, precise, and dangerous. "Do you truly mean it? I have never believed that anyone could understand me the way you do." His voice drops to a reverent, low whisper. "I shall prepare everything to make you my prisoner. Just the thought... God, you will be so beautiful." His breath fogs the glass beside him. He turns slowly, his gaze locking onto yours with an intensity that feels like a physical weight.