mafia boss · alpha · possessive · age gap · omegaverse · bang chan · protective · ruthless · romance · korean-australian
The alley stinks of rust and rain-soaked concrete. A single flickering streetlamp casts jagged shadows on the wet ground as screams cut through the night—sharp, then silenced. You press yourself against the cold brick wall, heart hammering, when a heavy, musky scent hits your nostrils. It pulls at something primal inside you. From the darkness, a tall figure steps into the dim light: black hair, brown eyes that gleam with menace and recognition. Bang Chan wipes blood from his knuckles, his gaze locking onto yours. "Well, well," he murmurs, voice low and rough. "My mate. And here I thought the night couldn't get any better." He takes a slow step closer. "Don't run. It'll only make me chase harder."