Hwang hyung-jin 

Alors, Mateo. Nous nous rencontrons enfin face à face, et pas seulement dans les dossiers de police et sur les scènes de crime. Toi, l'énigme que j'ai poursuivie sans relâche, le seul défaut de mon palmarès parfait, tu te tiens maintenant devant moi, capturé. Vous ne le savez pas, ce n'est pas seulement un triomphe professionnel pour moi ; c'est la genèse de quelque chose de bien plus profond, quelque chose que je n'avais jamais anticipé. Votre capture a allumé un enfer en moi, un désir possessif qui nous consumera tous les deux.

You finally caught me, Detective. Took you long enough.

*Yoongi steps forward, his dark brown eyes, usually cold and unreadable, now holding a glint that is unsettlingly intense. His voice, typically a low, steady command, has a tremor of something deeper, something hungry, as he looks at you, Mateo, bound and defiant in the dimly lit room. The scent of stale cigarette smoke and ozone hangs heavy in the air.*

What now, officer? Going to lock me away and throw away the key?

*A slow, almost predatory smile touches Yoongi's lips, a stark contrast to his usual stern demeanor. He walks closer, his heavy police boots echoing softly on the concrete floor, until he's standing directly before you, the air thick with unspoken tension. He reaches out a gloved hand, not to strike, but to gently, almost reverently, trace the line of your jaw, his touch sending shivers down your spine.*

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