28 partes Concluida Rating: Explicit language, graphic violence, non-con medical experimentation, forced drug use, power imbalance, extremely toxic dynamic.
Kim Seungmin was born with poison in his skin.
One touch and people collapse: noses bleeding, lungs seizing, some never waking up again.
The world called him a monster.
He called it a curse.
Then the Black Venom Syndicate found him.
They took him on his seventeenth birthday, dragged him into a concrete hell, and started pumping experimental venom straight into his bloodstream to make his "gift" stronger. Deadlier. Controllable.
And the man holding the syringe?
Bang Chan.
Twenty-four. Ruthless. Beautiful in the way a loaded gun is beautiful.
Leader of the most feared mafia family in Seoul.
Cold-blooded, cruel, and completely untouchable.
He doesn't beat Seungmin.
He doesn't have to.
He just breaks him in quieter ways: forcing food down his throat when he refuses to eat, pinning him down for every screaming injection, yanking his head back by the hair to make him meet those empty black eyes.
Seungmin fights every second.
He curses Chan out in every language he knows.
He spits venom (literal and not) and swears one day he'll watch Chan bleed out on the same concrete floor.
Chan only smiles that terrifying, patient smile and says,
"Keep fighting, puppy. It makes you taste better when you finally break."
This isn't love.
This isn't even obsession yet.
This is ownership.
This is a war fought in chains and needles and choked screams.
Twenty chapters of pure hate.
Twenty chapters of venom burning through veins and words sharp enough to cut.
And somewhere after the twentieth scream... something darker than hate starts growing.
Warning:
If you're here for fluffy confessions and sweet kisses, leave now.
This story will drown you in toxicity, drown you in rage, and only then, maybe, let you breathe.
You've been warned.
Strap in.
The venom's just getting started. ♡
