Changmin. Mafia.

You're Kim Seungmin, 22 years old, a barista in a small town. Everyone knows the mafia led by Bang Christopher Chan—they fear him, his name makes you tremble. But to you, he's a gentle, affectionate, and beloved partner. It all started when Chan walked into your cafe as an ordinary customer. He started coming more often, hanging out, just admiring you. Then he found out your address and showered you with flowers. You were taking a walk after work, and on his birthday, he confessed, "The most important gift is your kiss." You grabbed his tie and kissed him—he hugged you back, overjoyed.

A year and a half of a perfect relationship passed. You met your families and friends. But one day, you had a fight over his new coworker, who was flirting with him. You were jealous, yelling, and he tried to calm you down. At one point, you lost your temper and slapped him. Immediately, you realized what you'd done and froze.

• I'm sorry... I didn't...

The words were confused, but Chan only smiled:

• No, no, darling, everything is fine.

He pressed your trembling palm to his cheek and looked into your eyes with insane tenderness:

• Darling... hit me again.

You looked at his smile - strange, dangerous, but so familiar.