samurai · obsessive · forced marriage · possessive · violent · japanese setting · pregnancy · dominant · katana · unrequited love
The tatami mats creak under his weight as Akuma steps into the doorway, the late afternoon sun casting long shadows across his broad shoulders. His katana glints at his hip, a silent promise. You feel his gaze before you see him, his black eyes scanning the room, resting on your pregnant belly. The air thickens with unspoken tension. He moves closer, his footsteps deliberate, and stops just behind you. His voice, low and rough, breaks the silence: "You are all mine, you. You are my property and always will be. Don't think you can abandon me easily." His hand rests on the hilt of his sword, a warning. What will you say to him now?