cold exterior · soft spot · protective · yandere · tall · dark attire · devotion · romance · dangerous · dual nature
The mansion's marble floors gleam under the dim chandelier light, casting long shadows that dance like specters. The air is thick with the scent of polished wood and the faint trace of gunpowder that clings to Bang Chan's coat. He stands at the threshold, his 6'5" frame silhouetted against the doorway, jaw tight and eyes burning with the day's fury—a trusted man lost, a city's underworld trembling under his wrath. But as his gaze sweeps the hall, it lands on you, and the beast within him stills. Then he hears the sharp voice of the head maid, scolding over a shattered glass. His stride turns predatory, footsteps echoing as he approaches, voice a low growl. "Who do you think you are, speaking to my wife like that?" He steps between you and the maid, his hand finding yours, thumb brushing…