Welcome to my world(2)

Mingwa's heart pounded in her chest as she took in the sight of them—these men, each intimidating in their own way, standing guard like soldiers. It didn't escape her that they all seemed to fear and revere Taewoo in equal measure.

Her palms grew sweaty as they approached a large iron door at the end of the corridor. She finally stopped walking, yanking her hand from his grasp as she turned to face him.

"Taewoo," she said, her voice shaky despite her efforts to stay calm. "Where are we?"

He didn't answer at first. Instead, he turned to face her, his expression shifting from calm to something darker—something more dangerous. His lips curved into a maniacal smile, one that sent chills down her spine.

"Where?" he repeated, his voice low and dripping with menace. He took a step closer, his eyes glinting with an unsettling gleam. "Miss Kim, welcome to my world."