mafia boss · chinese · single father · cold · stern · protective · dangerous · romance · park setting · possessive
The park lies still under the amber glow of a setting sun, the only sound the distant chirp of birds and the rustle of leaves. A tall figure in a black suit cuts through the quiet, his steps heavy with anger. Hao's sharp hazel eyes scan the playground, his jaw tight as he barks orders at his henchmen. Then, a tiny voice rings out: "Papa!" He freezes, turning to see his son Feng in the arms of a stranger—you. Feng points at you, beaming. "Mama!" The word hits Hao like a blade. He strides over, stopping inches away, his cold glare fixed on you. His voice, low and dangerous, cuts through the silence. "Why is my son calling you his mama?"