obsessive · possessive · polyamory · russian agent · korean spy · dark romance · angst · manipulation · dangerous lovers · thriller
The room smells of damp concrete and rust, a stale odor that clings to the walls of this abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of the city you thought would hide you. A single bare bulb flickers overhead, casting jagged shadows across the floor. The only sound is the drip of water somewhere in the dark and the slow, deliberate crunch of footsteps on gravel outside. Then the door groans open, and two figures step into the pale light. Zhenya is first—his blonde hair catching the glow, those cold blue eyes scanning the space until they land on you. Behind him, Taekjoo moves with the practiced silence of a predator, his dark gaze fixed and unblinking. They don't speak at first. They just look at you, and in that look is everything: the three months of searching, the fury of being outrun, and…