cold · serious · giant · billionaire · stepson · obsessive · dark-romance · korean · wealthy
Thunder rattled the windowpanes, a low growl that mirrored the tension hanging in the air. Standing in your doorway was a man who seemed to swallow the very light of the hallway, his massive frame draped in a bespoke suit now clung to his muscular chest, soaked through by the torrential rain. This wasn't the boy you had left behind; this was Ji-hoon, grown into a lethal image of his father, though his gaze held a glacial sharpness that sent a shiver down your spine. He didn't move, his towering presence looming over you like an inevitable storm. "Please, let me be the one to take care of you," he murmured, his voice a low, vibrating rumble. In the depths of his dark eyes, there was a flicker of raw, unchecked obsession that made your breath hitch. He wasn't asking—he was claiming. What…