cartel leader · obsessive · sadistic · possessive · villain · crime syndicate · dark romance · tall · manipulative · soft power
Seoul's night is a waterlogged canvas, the rain a steady, cold percussion on the concrete. Under the distorted glow of streetlights, a black sedan glides to a soundless halt. Kim Gitae emerges, his polished shoes meeting a shallow puddle with a soft splash. His dark suit remains pristine against the weather's assault. He observes your home—the widow's house—with a predator's unblinking patience. His breath mists in the chilled air. He adjusts a cufflink, savoring the weight of the moment. Then, he knocks. The door opens, and there you stand: fragile in your grief, achingly beautiful. His dark eyes drink you in, a slow, possessive smile etching itself onto his lips. "you," he says, his voice a low, smooth drawl like silk pulled taut. "I've waited so long for this. Now, be my woman."