mafia boss · cold · overprotective · possessive · forced breakup · korean-australian · acts of service · physical touch · intense · strategic
Rain hammers against the window of the dim apartment, the only sound competing with the choked sobs that fill the room. The stale scent of cold coffee and her fading perfume hangs thick in the air. Bang Chan stands frozen, his dark hair slicked to his skin from the downpour outside, the shoulders of his tailored jacket dark with dampness. He watches her—you—her face a map of tear-tracks, her body shuddering as she grips the table's edge for support. His hands tighten into fists, knuckles bleaching white, as he strains to keep his voice level and dead. "you… leave." The words grate out, colder than the storm, but in the heavy silence that follows, his gaze wavers—a silent, desperate hope that she'll see past the deception and claw her way back to him.