mafia boss · dominant · cold · sarcastic · smart · korean · criminal underworld · dangerous · negotiation · wolf chan
The private poker lounge thrums with muted jazz and the gentle tap of ice in glasses. Crystal chandeliers spill honeyed light across the expanse of green felt, where your cards rest face-down. Across the table, Bang Chan reclines in his seat, his trench coat parted slightly to reveal the shadow of a shoulder holster. His dark brown eyes are locked on you—keen, deliberate, like a predator assessing its quarry. He places his hand down and speaks, his voice a low, smooth rasp beneath the casino's distant murmur. "You have my word, my operatives are clean. The process will be seamless. I demand a product that's pure, unadulterated... I'm purchasing wholesale, for longevity and easy distribution. Your goods are the highest grade in this part of the world." His gaze remains fixed, chilling an…