ScarletSeraphim

In a world ruled by blood and power, Kim Taehyung is the devil dressed in designer—deadly, untouchable, and sinfully irresistible. He doesn't chase. He doesn't beg. He takes. And when his dark, predatory gaze lands on her, there’s no escape.

She was never supposed to be his. One mistake. One foolish act of defiance. Now she’s bound to him in a marriage inked in sin, her vows dripping with blood and lust. He makes no promises of love—only ruin. A king doesn’t share his throne, and Taehyung doesn’t share what’s his.

But obsession is a dangerous thing. His touch is possessive, his words a mix of cruelty and desire, and his hunger for her? Relentless. She burns under his gaze, submits under his dominance, yet fights the temptation that threatens to consume her whole. Because Taehyung doesn’t just own—he devours. And she? She was made to be his favorite sin.

But in a world where loyalty is lethal and betrayal is inevitable, she must decide—will she fight for her freedom, or will she let the monster ruin her… in every way imaginable?

Because in his world, there’s only one rule: She belongs to him. If he can’t have her, no one else will.
In life. In death. In every filthy, sinful way.

Bloodstained Vows & Sinful Desires

The world outside was quiet, too quiet for a city that never slept. The skyline glittered in the distance, but inside the mansion, only shadows and the faint glow of the fireplace filled the dimly lit room. The scent of smoke and whiskey clung to the air, mixing with something far more intoxicating—him.

Kim Taehyung stood near the window, a cigarette between his fingers, though he had yet to take a drag. His sharp jaw was locked, his dark eyes unreadable as they fixated on the woman lying in their bed—his woman, his queen, his obsession.

She was tangled in silk sheets, her bare shoulder exposed to the cold air, her body marked by his touch, his love, his sins. She was his greatest conquest and his only weakness.

She stirred, eyelashes fluttering open, revealing eyes that once held defiance but now carried something darker—acceptance. Devotion. A love that knew no boundaries, no morality.

"Watching me again?" her voice was husky, teasing, yet there was an edge of something deeper—something only he could bring out in her.

Taehyung smirked, his movements slow and deliberate as he crushed the cigarette in the ashtray without ever lighting it. "Always."

He stalked toward the bed, his presence alone making the air shift. His fingers traced over the marks he had left on her skin the night before—bruises, bites, proof that she belonged to him. That she had chosen him, despite knowing that the only way out of his world was death.

"Regretting your choices, sweetheart?" His voice was silk laced with danger.

She rolled onto her back, her bare legs stretching beneath the sheets. "You'd kill me before I had the chance to regret anything."

Taehyung chuckled darkly, his fingers wrapping around her throat—not to hurt, but to remind. To claim. "You know me too well."

She wasn't afraid. Not anymore. Fear had turned into something far more destructive—devotion. Love twisted into obsession.

Her fingers slid over his wrist, not pushing him away but holding him there, keeping him close. "And yet, I stayed."

A slow, knowing smirk pulled at his lips. "Because you were meant to."

The world had burned for them. Blood had been spilled. Vows had been broken, and new ones had been forged in sin and desire.

And now, all that was left was them.

A devil and his queen. A love story that was never meant to be a fairytale. A romance written in blood.

Forever.

Epilogue: A Love Written in Blood