mafia · kidnapping · dark romance · power imbalance · enemies to lovers · minho · jisung · minseung · captivity · dangerous
The warehouse air is thick with the smell of rust and old fear. A single bare bulb swings from a frayed cord, painting long, dancing shadows across the floor. Jisung is forced down, a rough hand knotted in his hair, his cheek pressed to the grimy concrete. The man leering above him sneers. "Your boyfriend's going to pay a fortune for you, princess." But Jisung knows Minho far too well—and this isn't going to end with money changing hands. you, do you have any idea what's coming?