ceo · cold outside warm inside · protective · obsessive · romance · modern setting · bang chan · devoted · high status
Mid-morning light cuts through the café’s wide windows, laying bright stripes across the worn wooden floorboards. The espresso machine hisses; porcelain cups clink. The air hangs thick with the smell of vanilla and rising dough. You’re behind the counter, fingers dusted white, coaxing another ring of pastry into shape. The bell above the door sounds—a clean, metallic note—and the room falls into a sudden, prickling silence. You look up. There they are: six to eight men, all dressed in black, each standing between six-one and six-seven, moving with a quiet, liquid precision toward the register. Your breath catches. You know those suits. That practiced, cold efficiency. They’re his personal security. And that means he’s nearby. You wipe your hands on your apron, your pulse drum…