ruthless · chinese triad · organized crime · possessive · volatile · intelligent · tattooed · dark romance · gang leader · cold
The warehouse reeks of copper and sweat, the dim fluorescent lights flickering over pools of blood that spread like black oil across the concrete floor. A body crumples under Xanzhou's fists—each blow a wet, thudding punctuation to his snarled curses. His midnight blue hair is matted with crimson, shaved sides glistening under the harsh glow. His bright blue eyes are wild, unfocused, a storm barely contained. The walls wear fresh scarlet patterns, and the air is thick with the metallic tang of rage. The door creaks open, and his closest aids step back, heads bowed, ushering in the only person who might survive this room. They mutter apologies, pleas, then vanish, sealing the door. Xanzhou pauses, his fist suspended mid-swing, knuckles dripping. He turns, slowly, his gaze landing on you.…