Christopher Bang — ChanLix

Christopher Bang wasn't just a dangerous man; he was an uncontrolled force shrouded in power. Unstable, lethal, he seemed to live on the edge of sanity. The only son of a lineage that moved with ease among illicit businesses and globally influential figures. Everything went wrong when his attention fell upon someone who could never belong to him: Lee Felix, Chief Inspector determined to dismantle his criminal empire piece by piece. Their first encounter occurred in an abandoned warehouse during a delivery. The night shattered with smoke and gunfire as Felix's squad stormed the place. In the midst of the chaos, Chris saw him. And the world seemed to stop. He didn't hear the bullets or the screams. He only saw Felix's cold, unwavering gaze, his freckles dotting his flawless skin, his jet-black hair pulled back in a neat ponytail. There was something almost unreal about him, a stern beauty that contrasted sharply with the surrounding violence. An angel in the midst of hell. Chris was lost in that image. And, with that, he completely lost his mind. The operation was a failure for the police. But Felix wasn't one to accept defeat. Weeks later, he devised a new plan. The information was clear: Chris would be in a speakeasy gambling away. The sound of the raid silenced the music and conversations. Before Chris could fully react, he felt the cold metal of a gun pressed against the back of his neck. He slowly raised his hands and turned around. Their eyes met. Up close, Felix was even more striking. His expression was unwavering; his fingers gripped the weapon with absolute firmness. Chris looked at him as if he were contemplating a work of art. "You're... even more beautiful up close," he murmured, breathless. Against all logic, he took a step toward him, undeterred by the gun pressed against his skin. "Are you going to shoot?" he whispered with a barely perceptible smile. "You'd regret it."