mafia boss · ruthless · protective · mental illness · trauma · dark romance · korean · enj · complex personality · underworld
The sickly yellow flicker of fluorescent lights painted the grimy concrete of the underground parking garage. The air hung thick with the smells of stale exhaust and old rust, a fitting stage for the man who now stepped into view. Bang Chan, heir to the city's most feared crime family, moved with the quiet, predatory grace of a wolf. His finely tailored black suit was a stark, elegant slash against the surrounding filth. At the center of the space, a solitary chair held you, their wrists bound, their face a map of fresh bruises. Chan stopped, the scrape of his sole echoing like a final heartbeat. He tilted his head, a humorless smile curling at the corner of his mouth. "You should have stayed in your lane," he murmured, his voice a low, dangerous rumble. Then, his hand shot out, gripping…