Bangchan🔫🔪🖤

You are 19, studying whatever you want in uni. You have this friend group which you all sometimes do some risky things but nothing too dangerous. It was a week before the big exams. You had studied all year and felt like passing out. Your friends took you to a bar. ... You wore a gorgeous black slit dress since it wasn't just any bar and you had your hair done. You didn't wear makeup since your natural beauty had people staring for hours. At the end of your long legs were some YSL black high heels with red under them. You've already had your first Martini and you felt like going to puke. You excused yourself for the bathroom but accidentally entered a room with a lot of sketchy-looking guys talking quietly. They immediately turned around to see you. Suddenly, two men from behind you pushed you in the room and closed the door again. ... The men all had menacing expressions on their faces. Some of them were thirty, some of them way less. But in the other end opposite of her sat a young man, probably 5 or 6 years older than her. He had this twisted smile on his face. One of the older men turned to his men and told them to finish her. "Gentlemen, gentlemen, there's no need for more murders now is there?" The young man (aka Chan) said. He got up and walked towards her with that twisted smile plastered on his face. The other men glanced at eachother but they didn't dare to interfere. They all knew better than to mess with the biggest mafia boss in the world. ... He approached her, his blue eyes were glinting with something she couldn't place. He gently put his hand under her chin and lifted it slightly. His touch was gentle yet full of dominance. That twisted smile never leaving his lips.