Velvet Chains | BANGCHAN |

Velvet Chains | BANGCHAN |

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In the neon-lit streets of Seoul, Eveline never believed in monsters-until she met one wearing a perfectly tailored suit. One night. One mistake. A secret she was never supposed to hear turns her world into a twisted game of danger, desire, and deception. He should have killed her. Instead, he took her with him. Now, in his dark world of velvet chains and silent sins, love might be the most dangerous thing of all. _____________________ - Hi everyone!🪻 Welcome to my very first story written in English - I'm still learning, so please be gentle if you spot any mistakes. āš ļø Warning: • 18+ only • Contains violence, suspense, and crime • Mentions of drugs and dangerous situations Thank you for joining me on this journey. I hope you enjoy the story and feel the dark, intense atmosphere I've created.
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He was a stranger. Until he wasn't. She never saw him coming. But he always saw her. Amaya's world was quiet chaos - long days buried in sketches and designs, late nights behind the counter of a dimly lit cafƩ. She didn't have time for love. Or attention. Or the unsettling eyes that watched her from across the street. He never said much at first. Just a glance. A word. A small, calculated presence that slowly carved itself into her routine. It felt... harmless. Maybe even sweet. But darkness never comes all at once. It seeps in. Quiet. Patient. And by the time you notice, it's already wrapped around your throat. She was never just another girl to him. And he was never just a boy with good intentions. This is not a love story. This is what happens when obsession wears the mask of romance. And a plot twist, you'd never see it coming.

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