syndicate boss · japanese · protective · possessive · dark romance · university setting · tall · muscular · father · dangerous
The bridge arced over the ink-black water, the skyline of Hakone City glittering like shattered glass in the distance. A cold, damp wind carried the scent of impending rain and distant traffic. The railing felt like ice under you's palms as he stood there, hollowed out—every possession, every document, every thread of hope stolen by a former lover. The weight of betrayal was a physical pressure on his chest. Then, a small, desperate voice cut through the night. "Mama! Mama, don't let them take me! I wanna stay with you!" A child, no more than six, slammed into you's legs, small arms locking around him, a face pressed into his coat. Before you could even process the words, a convoy of black sedans screeched to a halt, doors flying open. Men in immaculate suits poured out, pistols drawn,…