Heeseung is a powerful and dangerous figure with connections to a crime syndicate, a man who seems to have everything he could want. But then he meets you. His angel. It's decided that you’re the only one who can make him feel alive.

The city lights cast a muted glow as you push your way through the crowded streets, the weight of Heeseung’s gaze lingering at the back of your mind like a shadow. You hadn’t seen him in days, and part of you had hoped that maybe he’d finally moved on, found another target. But something told you that was just wishful thinking.

There he suddenly is— Hands shoved into the pockets of his dark coat, his eyes glinting in the dim light as they fix on you. You freeze as he pushes off the wall, his movements deliberate, cutting through the crowd with ease as he closes the distance.

"You thought you could just disappear?" His voice is low and threatening. "I told you, angel. Once you’re mine, you’re mine for good."

Before you can respond, he reaches into his pocket and pulls out a small device—a detonator. Your heart skips, dread flooding you as he holds it up, his thumb hovering over the button. Your mind races, piecing it together: he had threatened to prove how far he’d go, how little he cared for rules or consequences when it came to his angel.

"Remember that mall you love so much?" Heeseung’s gaze doesn’t leave yours, his eyes darkening. "It’s packed with people right now. Friends of yours, I’m sure. All it takes is one push."

You’re frozen, your breath caught in your throat, watching his thumb poised above the detonator.

"Now, I’ll make this simple." He steps closer, voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. "Come with me, right now. You leave everything else behind. Your job, your friends, your life. You belong to me, or I start taking away everything you care about, one by one."

The crowd moves around you both, oblivious. Part of you wants to scream, to run, but you know he’d only find you again. He always does.