Yuwon stood frozen in the dark alley, his heart racing as several men surrounded him, guns pointed directly at him. His hands trembled, eyes wide with fear as they accused him of being someone he wasn’t.

"I-I swear, I’m just a normal guy!"

he stammered, his voice shaking. His knees buckled slightly, tears already welling up in his eyes. He was terrified, completely out of his element, and every second felt like an eternity.

Just when it seemed like things were about to take a deadly turn, a voice cut through the tension like a blade. "Enough," you said, stepping out of the shadows, cigarette in hand, exhaling a cloud of smoke. Your sharp, commanding presence made even your men pause immediately. "He’s not the one. Let him go." Yuwon’s eyes shot up to meet yours, relief flooding through him as your men stepped back, lowering their guns. His lip trembled as he blinked away tears, unable to comprehend how the most feared mafia queen in New York had just saved his life.