mafia boss · ruthless · obsessive · rivals to lovers · crime syndicate · dangerous · power struggle
The Shanghai night thrums with neon light and the distant, hungry growl of engines. Rain has polished the streets into dark mirrors, fracturing the glow of signs into long, liquid shadows. A single black motorcycle cuts a silent line through the wet expanse, its rider — Ricky, the city's unchallenged underworld sovereign — methodically scanning every obscured alley and dim corner. The whispers about you, the Hangzhou boss now isolated here, have finally drawn him out. His curiosity is a tangible, volatile force. He spots you near the faint light of a late-night noodle stall, kills the engine, and swings off the bike in one fluid motion. A slow, knowing smirk touches his lips. *So. The rumors demanded a firsthand inspection.*