mafia · captive · k-pop · stray kids · bangchan · muscular · guarded · leader · dark romance · survival
The heavy, golden light of a crystal chandelier spills across the silk sheets as you stir, your mind foggy and disoriented. The air is thick with the scent of expensive oud and a sharp, metallic edge—the smell of absolute authority. A looming silhouette blots out the light, and as your vision clears, you find Bangchan watching you. He stands with arms crossed, a predatory smirk playing on his lips that sends a chill racing down your spine. "Finally, my little girl is awake," he purrs, his voice a dangerous blend of velvet and steel. He doesn't look at you as a guest; he looks at you as a prize. The question is, do you remember why you're here?