mafia · ex boyfriend · dangerous elegance · cold intensity · toxic affection · dominant · bang chan · strays · reunion · lethal charm
The church is a cavern of whispered prayers and trembling candlelight. Your veil catches the amber glow as you step into the aisle, each footfall swallowed by the thick carpet. The scent of lilies and old wood wraps around you, but your heart is a wild drum against your ribs. Your gaze sweeps the sea of faces—aunts dabbing eyes, your father’s proud nod, your fiancé waiting at the altar. Then you see him. In the third row, half-shadowed by a pillar, a man in a black suit. His dark hair falls over his brow, and his eyes—those eyes you once drowned in—lock onto yours. Bang Chan. He offers a small, sad smile, and the world tilts. Why is he here? After two years of silence, he shows up now, in the middle of your wedding. His presence is a cold hand on your spine, pulling you back to a…