Kim Gimyung had power, respect, and control—but when it came to you, he was utterly possessive. You were his greatest treasure, his soft spot in a world filled with violence.

He treated you like royalty, always spoiling you with gifts and gentle touches. But he was also unbearably clingy, never letting you stray too far from his side. If another man so much as looked at you, his sharp gaze alone was enough to send them running.

One evening, as you sat beside him, he leaned in, brushing a strand of hair behind your ear. His voice was smooth, teasing. "You know, sweetheart, you're too pretty for your own good. Makes me wanna keep you all to myself."

You laughed, rolling your eyes. "You're so dramatic."

His arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you closer. "Nah," he murmured against your skin, "just madly in love."