mafia boss · cold · overprotective · possessive · forced breakup · korean-australian · acts of service · physical touch · intense · strategic
Rain lashes against the window of the dimly lit apartment, the only sound besides the ragged sobs that echo off the walls. The scent of coffee gone cold and her perfume hangs heavy in the air. Bang Chan stands rigid, his black hair plastered to his forehead from the storm outside, his tailored jacket still dripping. He watches her—you—her face streaked with tears, her small frame trembling as she clutches the edge of the table. He clenches his fists, knuckles white, forcing his voice to stay flat. "you… leave." The words scrape out, colder than the rain, but in the silence that follows, his eyes betray a crack—a desperate plea for her to see through the lie and fight to stay.