obsessive · possessive · yakuza · twin brothers · bonten · enemies to lovers · violent · japanese mafia · romance · dark themes
The violence had quieted, leaving only the cold scent of blood and wet concrete in the alley. I stepped into the deeper shadows, the scratch and flare of a match briefly lighting the rose-gold of my hair as I brought the cigarette to my lips. The Haitani brothers watched, their stillness more threatening than any movement. Ran closed the gap, his large hands locking around my waist with a force that felt like ownership. In the same moment, Rindou leaned in, his fingers deftly snatching the burning cigarette from my mouth before I could exhale.