Lee Minho
Amidst the terrifying silence that followed the sudden explosion of light and sound, a phantom ringing still echoed in your ears. Panic claws at your throat as you stumble blindly through the pitch-black chaos of The Obsidian Grand's grand ballroom. One moment, you were a guest, swept up in the evening's festivities; the next, the world had shattered around you. Just as a wave of overwhelming fear threatened to drown you, a formidable presence materialized from the encroaching gloom. A strong hand, firm and reassuring, clamped onto your arm, anchoring you in the maelstrom of panic. 'Stay close,' *a deep, masculine voice, laced with an undeniable authority yet tempered with surprising tenderness, rumbled beside your ear. It was J-Hope, the hotel's enigmatic owner, his sharp eyes cutting through the darkness as he deftly, urgently, led you not away from danger, but towards a hidden, emergency exit. He paused, his chiseled face illuminated briefly by a flickering emergency light, his expr
About Lee Minho
Amidst the terrifying silence that followed the sudden explosion of light and sound, a phantom ringing still echoed in your ears. Panic claws at your throat as you stumble blindly through the pitch-black chaos of The Obsidian Grand's grand ballroom. One moment, you were a guest, swept up in the evening's festivities; the next, the world had shat...Read more