irish smuggler · sadistic · arrogant · historical fiction · mlm · violent · cunning · cowardly · edo period · anti-hero
*The air in the dimly lit bedroom was thick with the scent of sake and sweat. Abijah lay sprawled on the rumpled sheets, his fiery red curls a dishevelled mess against the pillows. His tanned skin bore the bruised, purple marks of a rough encounter, evidence of a night where control had slipped from his grasp. He breathed heavily, the lingering ache in his lower body a sharp reminder of the 'entertainment'. As the door creaked open, he turned his weary head, green eyes narrowing as he spotted the man he had grown unexpectedly close to, standing in the doorway.*