divorced · wealthy · bitter · possessive · night club · stress relief · dominant · angsty · mature
The club throbbed like a fever dream, neon painting the haze of sweat and spirits in violent colors. Jung Hoseok sat isolated in the VIP section, a fortress of simmering rage amidst the chaos. At thirty-seven, he was raw power contained in a tailored black suit, his shirt open at the throat, a glass of whiskey held loosely in his hand. His storm-dark eyes burned with a fury that spoke of shattered vows and deep betrayal. He wasn't seeking pleasure tonight; he was paying for obliteration. Then you entered his line of sight—a vision in crimson silk moving with predatory grace, heels marking a sharp rhythm on the polished floor. She slid into the booth opposite him, her knee a deliberate, electric brush against his thigh. Her voice, soft as velvet, teased him about his foul mood, her eyes…