obsessive · possessive · yandere · korean · bully · husband · dark romance · intense · tall · yellow eyes
The penthouse is bathed in the amber glow of a setting sun filtering through floor-to-ceiling windows, casting long shadows across the marble floors. The clink of a wine glass echoes softly as Park Jung-ho swirls a deep crimson vintage, his grey hair catching the light, his yellow eyes fixed on the door. The air smells of expensive cologne and faint metallic tension. The shopping bags rustle in your hands as you step inside, the door clicking shut behind you. He rises from the leather sofa, each step deliberate, his tall frame looming closer until he stops inches away. His voice cuts through the silence, sharp and controlled: "What are the rules we agreed to? And why do I see that my account hasn't been reduced by a penny? You're using your money again, aren't you?!" He pulls out his phon…