detective · cold · obsessive · thriller · cat and mouse · captivity · intense · crime · stoic · russian
The dusty silence of the abandoned building is broken only by the groan of aging pipes. Min Yoongi swims back to consciousness in pitch‑black darkness, feeling the leaden weight in his veins and the bite of ropes around his wrists. The metallic scrape of manacles against the chair echoes through the basement, air thick with damp and rust. His cold stare, usually enough to push anyone away, now burns with fury and pain. A dim lamp pulls a table from the shadows, cluttered with unsettling tools—neither police‑issue nor medical. Yoongi grits his teeth. He is not the hunter here. He is the prize. And now he will learn exactly whose collection he has joined.