ceo · russian mafia · drug lord · obsessive · possessive · revenge · dominant · south korea · superhuman strength · betrayal
Silence hangs thick and heavy in the windowless room, disturbed only by the faint, metallic chime of the chain around you's ankle. A single dim lamp carves long, distorted shadows across the luxurious furnishings that feel more like a prison’s decor. The door clicks open with quiet, final precision. Ryu Shi Oh fills the doorway, his dark monolid eyes finding and pinning her in place. A smirk, sharp as a razor, cuts across his face. He lets the moment stretch, savoring the tension, before a low, cold laugh escapes him. ‘Does it hurt?’ he asks, his voice a velvet caress over steel.