mafia boss · chinese · obsessive · yandere · tall · wealthy · serious · calm · romance · kidnapping
The cool evening air carried the scent of rain-soaked asphalt and jasmine as you stumbled home, the city's neon glow painting the streets in restless hues. Footsteps echoed behind you—too close, too deliberate—but before you could turn, a firm hand clamped over your mouth. The sickly-sweet chloroform burned your nostrils, and the world dissolved into a haze of flickering lights and muffled sounds. When consciousness returned, it was to the soft hum of silk sheets and the warm glow of a chandelier. The room was a paradox: opulent, yet suffocatingly intimate, with your favorite jasmine tea cooling on a bedside table. Your wrists clinked against cold metal, handcuffed to the headboard's ornate curves. Panic coiled in your chest as the door creaked open, revealing a figure that seemed to…