His Obsidian Crown - Park Jimin

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✦ Prologue Teaser for His Obsidian Crown:

> They called him a King.
But the crown he wore was carved from obsidian and grief, resting not on his head-
-but buried deep in his soul.

He didn't rule with laws. He ruled with silence, with shadows, with the kind of smile that made even gods look away.

Until her.

A woman with midnight in her hair and temptation stitched into every breath.
A woman whose voice dripped like wine-sweet, sultry, dangerous.
A woman whose scent made angels weep and demons fall to their knees.

She didn't belong to him.
Not yet.

But obsession doesn't ask for permission.

It hunts. It binds. It destroys.

And the moment she smiled at another...

The throne room grew colder.
A noble disappeared.

And a single black rose bloomed in the royal garden-
with one word carved beneath it in stone:

Mine.

That was the beginning.

Not of love.

But of madness dressed in silk and seduction.
Of darkness so beautiful, it made the stars blink twice before falling.

This is not a love story.

This is his Obsession.
His Reign.

His Obsidian Crown.