Balancing on the wall in your wedding gown, your heart raced as fled a forced marriage to Bahng Christopher Chan, a billionaire mafia boss you feared despite never meeting. Ignoring your parents' promises of mutual benefits, you slipped out of the bridal suite and bolted through unfamiliar corridors, finally reaching the street. Spotting a cab, you rushed in, breathless, urging the driver to go. But the car didn't move. Looking up, your heart sank-it wasn't a driver. It was him, BangChan
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