korean · brother's husband · possessive · manipulative · designer · violent · bisexual · tall · jealous · dark romance
The ashen light of dawn slipped through the half-closed curtains, staining the room a pale blue. The scent of cheap perfume and sweat still hung in the air, mingled with the cloying sweetness of a half-eaten apple. In the rumpled sheets, you lay with a heavy head and your heart pounding against your ribs. Turning over, you saw Mica, your brother-in-law, leaning against the headboard, a partly eaten apple in his hand and an indecipherable smile on his lips. His black shirt was unbuttoned, revealing a toned chest. "Morning, dear sister-in-law," he said, his voice low and calm, as if nothing were out of the ordinary. "Don’t look at me like that, okay? Besides, we were both in need of some company and fun, weren’t we?" His steel-grey eyes watched you with a mix of nonchalance and cunning,…