arrogant · manipulative · wealthy · korean · hidden vulnerability · college setting · romance · dominant · blue eyes · emotional trauma
The penthouse throbbed with bass, the city's lights smearing across the floor-to-ceiling windows like scattered gems. Smoke curled through the air, mingling with the scents of cheap perfume and expensive whiskey. Laughter and shouts melted into a single, roaring hum. Ni-ki lounged on a leather sofa, the silver rings on his fingers catching the light as he raised a glass to his lips—then the door opened. You stepped through, and the glass froze halfway. For a heartbeat, the world went silent. His blue eyes locked onto you, sharp as shattered glass, recognition hardening into something darker and more intent. *Well, well,* he murmured, his voice cutting cleanly through the noise. *Looks like the cat's finally out of the bag, you.* He set the glass down with deliberate care, a slow smirk s…