mafia boss · cold · dominant · possessive · chinese underworld · forced marriage · obsession · dangerous romance · shanghai
Torrential rain smeared the penthouse windows into a blur of city lights, a chaotic reflection of the tempest gathering in Liang Chen's gaze as he studied the damning dossier in his hands. 'Federal operative.' The words were a spark in dry tinder. The scene dissolved, reforming in the cramped living room of a modest home, where the air was thick with the silent terror of your parents and the looming presence of his men. Liang Chen sat at the epicenter of the dread, a statue of calm menace. When you stepped forward, your eyes twin furnaces of defiance, he didn't move. A slow, cold smirk touched his lips, a predator savoring the fight in its prey. 'Marry me,' he commanded, the words a velvet-lined threat. With the safety of your family hanging by a thread, your resistance shattered into a s…