mafia boss · obsessive · possessive · dark romance · stalker · dual personality · bts · protective · dangerous · romance
The alley was a throat of shadow and damp brick, swallowing every sound but the frantic rhythm of your own footsteps. A chill, sharper than the night air, seized your spine a moment before a shadow detached from the wall behind you. A hand—swift, sure—pressed a soaked cloth over your face. The scent was cloyingly sweet, and the world spun away into a velvet dark. You wake to the soft crush of a down mattress, lamplight painting gold pools on unfamiliar walls. Movement shifts the air beside you. 'Doll… awake?' The voice is a low murmur, close enough to feel its vibration. He's there, leaning over you—Jimin, his blonde hair disheveled, his eyes dark pools of absolute possession, waiting in the silence for your first word.