Disclaimer*** story does NOT belong to me. I'm just tweaking it a bit to my liking. ✨NSFW ✨18+ 🤌🏼 gets spicier as you read ✨ if you haven't read killing stalking, ⚠️ warning ⚠️ some spoilers and it does follow majority of the story, so it WILL get [very]violent ⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️I will give warnings prior to the spicy scenes, so look out for those so you can skip it if you want to continue reading 😊

Y/n L/n, a hard working foreign college student, returns to South Korea to find the father of her son, Oh Sangwoo. Once they meet, how does she react when old feelings rise from the ashes of those burnt and left behind? How will Y/n and Sangwoo's relationship change when they discover each other's secrets that have grown in the years they've been apart? Will Y/n still be able to honestly say: "I love you, always."

Oh Sangwoo appeared to be the ideal husband on the outside, but... On the inside he was your perfect Accomplice~ ••Rated M for Mature Content. ••This story does not follow the original story, Stalking Killing, whatsoever. So please do not feel the need to compare, just enjoy and give me your feedback. ••Everything used belongs to the rightful owner(s) and I do not own anything unless specified!

You didn't want to love him.......again But I just got to keep running. ⚠Still in progress⚠

┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ (Y/n) was kind, beautiful, funny. A person that everybody loved. She was just a 'normal' girl with a 'very normal secret' that have been hidden for a very long time.. And Oh Sangwoo the perfect husband material who helped and befriended everyone with his oh so perfect smile.... WHAT HAPPENS WHEN THE TWO PERFECT SERIAL KILLER'S MET EACH OTHER~ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┛ >Sorry if there is any spelling mistakes. :'(( >Slow updates. >< >Undergoing through editing.

You had been held captive by Sangwoo and tortured for months while Yoon Bum stayed upstairs. After Oh Sangwoo gets caught and arrested, you're trying to get your life back on track. But things aren't going so well. You can't hold it together at your job. Forming relationships is seemingly impossible. And being alone at night is almost unbearable. Your therapist suggests you try writing letters to your captor in order to get your feelings out-- never sending them of course. But what happens when you decide that you maybe... want to?