FATAL TROUBLE (REVERSE HAREM)

Part 53

🎵Inferno - Bella Poarch & Sub Urban🎵

As the applause thundered through the venue and the stage transformed into a fiery world, you felt a strange heaviness settle in your chest. The blazing reds and golds of the burning fire theme illuminated the room, casting shadows that seemed to flicker and dance across every surface. Yet, amidst the dazzling display, your focus remained on Heeseung.

From the moment he stepped forward, commanding the stage with his dark elegance, your breath caught in your throat. His outfit, with its molten details and sharp precision, radiated passion and intensity, a stark contrast to the cold, unyielding energy emanating from Karina by his side.

🎵Terribly like terrible, she's the villain
One as sweet as caramel, she's my saint
Think I'm getting butterflies, but it's really
Something telling me to run away🎵

You tried to rationalize your emotions, telling yourself it was simply part of the show. But the longer you stared, the more the turmoil within you grew.

Heeseung looked like a man consumed by an inner fire—uncontainable and dangerous yet undeniably captivating. And that fire seemed to find you in the crowd, as if it sought you out among the sea of faces.

🎵No halo
Baby, I'm the reason why Hell's so hot Inferno
Baby, I'm the reason why bad's so fun, Hell's so hot Oh so🎵

Then it happened. His dark eyes swept across the room, locking onto yours with a precision that made the world around you fade into nothing. In that moment, the fiery backdrop seemed to intensify, the heat almost tangible as your heart raced uncontrollably.

His gaze was unrelenting, piercing straight through your composure and leaving you feeling vulnerable, exposed. It wasn't just a glance—it was a deliberate act, as though he was silently conveying something you couldn't fully understand but couldn't ignore either.

He mouthed the words, "you are my princess."

You wanted to look away, to shield yourself from the overwhelming pull of his presence, but you couldn't. His eyes held you captive, the flicker of emotion within them igniting a storm of feelings you had tried so hard to suppress.

Confusion and betrayal swirled in your mind, fighting for dominance over the longing and undeniable connection his gaze evoked. The way they contrasted so sharply in their portrayal—the burning fire of his love against the frigid hatred of hers—felt like a cruel reflection of your own heart.

And something else—something you didn't want to admit—a lingering spark of desire that his gaze seemed to ignite within you.

You clenched your fists in your lap, trying to ground yourself, but it didn't help. The intensity of his gaze felt as though it had burned itself into your memory, leaving an imprint you couldn't shake.

"Heeseung, I am your only princess."

When he finally looked away, returning his attention to the performance, you exhaled shakily, your emotions were in chaos, your heart racing, and the feeling of his gaze lingered as though it had physically touched you.

You couldn't help but feel that this fire wasn't just part of the theme—it was personal. It was a fire that had been ignited long ago and now threatened to consume you whole.

🎵Bored! - Ningning🎵

As Jay and Ningning stepped onto the stage, your initial reaction was a mix of admiration and unease. The transformation of the stage into an endless void of stars and galaxies was breathtaking, but the emotions it evoked were far from tranquil. The vastness of the dark space felt heavy, suffocating even, as though it mirrored the emptiness growing in your own chest.