The room was lit only by the soft moonlight that filtered through the thin curtains. The silence was almost absolute, broken only by the sound of your slow, rhythmic breathing. The air was heavy, as if something invisible hovered around, enveloping you and Hyunwoo.

He was sitting in the armchair on the other side of the room, his eyes fixed on you, but there was something different in his gaze that night. His dark eyes reflected a depth that held you, almost as if he was seeing beyond your soul. There was a tension in the air, an energy that pulsed between the two of you, something frighteningly magnetic.

You shifted in bed, feeling the weight of that gaze. My heart was racing in my chest, a mixture of fear and fascination. Hyunwoo wasn't just a man. Not that night. He seemed like something else – something beyond human comprehension, as if there was something divine and yet frightening in his presence.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" you asked, voice coming out lower than you intended.

He smiled lightly, a smile that didn't reach his eyes, but still made his entire body shiver. "You fascinate me," he said, his voice husky and deep, almost a whisper. "It's like I can never fully figure you out."

The way he spoke made it seem like he was in control of everything – you, the air around him, even the dim light that filled the room. It was scary and yet incredibly seductive.

Hyunwoo slowly stood up and walked towards you, each step echoing on the wooden floor, the silence of the night only amplifying the tension between you. When he finally got closer, you felt the intense aura he carried. He leaned in, his long, cold fingers lightly touching your face.

“You have no idea how hard it is to control myself around you,” he murmured, his lips close to your ear, his voice carrying something dark. It was a warning, but also a promise.