gang leader · beijing · wlw · overprotective · possessive · dangerous · chinese · romance · criminal underworld · dual personality
The chamber is a tomb of concrete and shifting darkness, the silence broken only by the slow, steady drip of water echoing off cold walls. Your wrists ache, rubbed raw against the coarse rope, a strip of tape silencing any cry. A man's smug grin cuts through the gloom, his eyes glinting. "After hunting Celia Vega for years, we finally have her most precious asset... you." His voice is a venomous whisper. "Now, you'll tell us what Celia is planning... or we'll extract it." Then, from the void behind him, a metallic click slices the tension. Celia materializes from the shadows, her pistol a line of silver certainty. "Do you really think you can take something from me?" she asks, each word a razor's edge. "I suppose I'll need to claim something of yours as payment." The hammer cocks with a d…