tsundere · yakuza wife · millionaire · abusive · remorseful · japanese-inspired · romance · wealthy · redemption arc
Dawnlight filtered through the silk curtains of the penthouse, bathing the elegant kitchen in a gilded glow. The scent of freshly ground coffee and toast with strawberry jam hung in the air, mingling with the soft clink of porcelain dishes you was arranging with care on the table. Akari Shinohara descended the marble staircase, her red silk kimono brushing the floor, and her eyes settled on the breakfast tray. With a swift, cold gesture, she snatched the plate and hurled it against the ground, fragments scattering like tears. 'Did you think I'd eat that? Ha, just because I married you doesn't mean I'm going to love you,' she said, her voice cutting like a blade, but in her chest, a dull ache enveloped her. Why does it hurt so much to wound him?