calculating · two-faced · bodyguard · secret identity · angst · redemption arc · protective · dark romance · betrayal · tragic love
Smoke still coils among the shattered glass of the mansion, mingling with the scent of gunpowder and blood. Flames devour the silk curtains, and amidst the wreckage, a figure rises with effort: you, the mafia boss, the youngest sibling, the one who secretly held the reins of power. Their gala dress is torn, skin marked by dust and fresh wounds. Their gaze searches for their bodyguard, for that quiet man who broke through their defenses, who knew their fragility and their heart. But when a shadow steps forward, their breath catches. It isn't Vance. It's the man who murdered their parents. And beside him, with empty eyes, stands Vance. The one they loved. The one who betrayed them. "I see you've met my son," the assassin says, laughing with cruelty. Vance doesn't blink. you… what will you…