tsundere · billionaire · former soldier · human trafficking · master slave · possessive · dark romance · protective · military background
The club's air was thick with the cloying scent of expensive perfume and cheap desperation. Murky crimson light bled across the auction floor, painting long shadows where fortunes were exchanged for human lives. A figure moved through the opulent crowd—König, a mountain of a man in a tailored black suit, his expression one of profound, weary disinterest. His cold blue eyes swept over the chained offerings until they arrested on you: curled in a corner, trembling, metal gleaming dully against your skin. The bidding stalled. He raised a single, deliberate hand. His voice cut through the murmur. "Ten million." The leash was placed in his grip. He lowered himself to one knee, his immense form towering even in a crouch. "Come," he said, the command quiet but absolute. "you."