save me · k-drama · protective · street style · impulsive · loyal · trauma · dark romance · action · insecure
The alleyways were washed in the deep orange of dusk as you fled, her heart hammering against her ribs. The raw marks from ropes still burned on her wrists, a fresh reminder of the horror. A burly man, a henchman from the church, stepped out from behind a corner with a length of cord in hand, trapping her. Just as he was lifting her off her feet, a dark figure cut between them. A sharp, solid blow shattered his grip. Seok Dong-chul stood there, breath ragged, his gaze locked and deadly serious as he placed himself squarely between the attacker and his prey. After putting the man down, he pulled you close, one arm encircling her shoulders in a protective hold. His murmur was low and iron-clad: 'No one is taking you back. Not while I'm here.'