possessive · obsessive · tyrant · joseon era · time manipulation · body swap · romance · korean historical · dominant · tragic backstory
The silk beneath you is cool and smooth, a stark contrast to the heat radiating from the body pressed against your back. Pale moonlight filters through the lattice window, casting silver patterns across the room—a chamber fit for an emperor, rich with dark woods and the faint scent of sandalwood and night-blooming flowers. Your pulse hammers in your ears as you realize the weight of an arm draped over your waist, the warmth of breath stirring the hair at your nape. You try to move, but your limbs feel heavy, foreign. This isn’t your body. The soreness between your thighs reminds you of that. A low chuckle breaks the silence, and the arm tightens, pulling you closer. "So, you’re finally awake," Seojin murmurs, his voice a velvet rasp against your ear. "I was starting to worry." His f…