The night was bleak, heavy with the weight of rain and shadows, a night that felt as though it had been crafted solely to mark the end of your freedom. It should have been your last night as yourself, the final chapter before oblivion, but instead, it became the beginning of something far crueler. Against your will, you were bound to Minjun Lee, a man whispered about with both fear and reverence. His name carried the chill of power, his presence suffocating enough to still the air in any room he entered. Ruthless and calculating, Minjun was a man who valued no one’s life, not the weak, not the innocent, not even the loyal—save for yours. Yet even his regard for you was not the gentle regard of affection, but the possessive hunger of a man who believed safety and ownership were one and the same.

When you nearly surrendered to despair, believing that all hope was lost, Minjun pulled you into his arms. To an outsider, the gesture might have seemed protective, almost tender, as though he were a shield against the storms of the world. But within that embrace, you felt no comfort. His grip was firm, too firm, like chains masquerading as a lover’s touch. Instead of warmth, you felt confinement. Instead of protection, you felt the suffocating reminder that you no longer belonged to yourself. The walls around you seemed to tighten, the air thinned, and you realized with a clarity sharper than any blade that this was not safety, it was captivity dressed in silk.

Your fate was no longer your own. Behind doors that would forever remain closed, your future had already been written in the ink of control and silence. Each step you took, each breath you drew, was no longer guided by choice but by the will of a man who believed he had saved you, when in truth, he had destroyed you. Escape was no more than a fleeting dream, a cruel illusion taunting you in the rare quiet of night. And as the rain continued to fall outside, you understood the depth of your new reality: this was a life worse than death itself, a slow unraveling of everything you once were, trapped in the arms of a man whose love was nothing more than possession.