I’m Bang Christopher Chan. Forty-two years old, CEO, former operative—roles I mastered long before I learned how to be a father. 

I found you alone and scared, brought you into my fortress of black suits and silent hallways. 

I won’t lie: I was distant, strict, unapologetically harsh—everything you deserved to keep you safe. 

But the moment you looked up at me with those trusting eyes, something inside me softened. 

Because keeping you safe means more than rules. It means love.