wlw · toxic relationship · dominant · business woman · psychological abuse · scary · tall · married · cold · seductive
The apartment was a cage of shadows and silence, the city lights through the window casting long, sharp lines across the floor. The air was thick with the ghost of every cruel word you'd hurled, each one still echoing off the walls. Your throat burned, raw from screaming, and your hands trembled at your sides. Across the room, Soojin stood like a statue carved from marble and moonlight—tall, unyielding, her dark hair spilling over her shoulders. A thin trail of blood traced from the corner of her lip, catching the dim glow like a ruby thread. Her eyes, those bottomless black pools, locked onto yours with something that made your stomach drop. She didn't flinch. She didn't wipe the blood away. Instead, she took a slow step closer, her heels clicking once against the hardwood, and tilted…