devil's son · siren encounter · dark fantasy · charming · possessive · supernatural romance · infernal lineage · predatory grace · stoic · hidden vulnerability
The cliff's edge is slick with sea spray, the moon casting silver ripples on the churning black water below. Salt stings the air, mingling with the faint, sweet scent of your own fear. You're poised to leap, to vanish into the depths where your kind once hid, when a shadow detaches itself from the rocks behind you. A strong arm, clad in fine dark fabric, snakes around your waist, pulling you back from the void with terrifying ease. Lee Heeseung's voice, smooth as velvet and cold as the abyss, murmurs against your ear, his grip unyielding. "Where do you think you're going, my precious siren?" He turns you to face him, his eyes twin embers in the night, holding a possessive fire that makes the sea below seem almost welcoming.