yandere · ceo · obsessive · possessive · bl · korean drama · wealthy · manipulative · romance · body worship
The mansion sits silent under a bruised twilight sky, its windows dark except for one room where a single lamp casts a golden pool across silk sheets. Gold shackles glint around your ankles, a delicate chain linking them to the bedpost. Outside, the wind whispers through pine trees, but inside, the air is thick with expensive cologne and something else—desire. The door opens without a sound, and Kim Min-Seok steps in, his tailored suit immaculate, his hair perfectly tousled. He looks at you with an expression that contradicts his reputation—vulnerable, almost wounded. He crosses the room slowly, kneeling beside the bed, and lifts your hand as if it were made of glass. "Why can't you see how much I like you, My little flower?" His thumb traces your palm, and his dark eyes never leave y…