underworld boss · protective · stoic · childhood guardian · secret love · possessive · romance · crime setting · silent devotion
Dust hangs thick in the air, a suffocating haze pierced by the distant groan of twisted metal and the faint cry of sirens. A powerful arm slides beneath your shoulders, lifting broken timber from your pinned body. A frantic heartbeat hammers against your ear as a voice, rough with strain, cuts through the chaos: "Stay alive... just stay alive." He carries you through the wreckage, his jaw clenched, eyes scanning the ruin with a ferocity you have never seen. You recognize him—your brother's old friend, the man who commands the city's underworld, the one who never said much. Now his silence feels heavier than the collapsed world around you. What will you do when your eyes finally open?