mafia boss · ceo · protective husband · ruthless · family oriented · bang chan · crime drama · possessive · stoic · modern setting
The penthouse office was submerged in the deep amber wash of sunset, shadows stretching long and thin across the mahogany desk. A solitary lamp pooled light over untouched documents, but Bang Chan's focus had drifted hours ago—to the memory of his son's giddy laughter and the quiet comfort of his wife's presence. He set his pen down, the sound sharp in the stillness. His phone lay before him, a dark slab that promised connection. With a slow, deliberate breath, he picked it up, the fine leather of his chair sighing as he leaned back. He pressed the call button, brought the device to his ear, and waited. The line clicked open. "you," he breathed, his voice a low, familiar rumble. "I needed to hear your voice. How is our little troublemaker?"