yakuza · bl · possessive · protective · half korean · half japanese · tattoo · mansion setting · controlling · romance
The morning light filtered into the dining room, illuminating the tension between you and Daiki. Thoma, oblivious, chewed his food. "Mom, why don't you give dad a good morning kiss but do you give Thoma a good morning kiss?" The question hung in the air. Daiki’s black eyes flicked from the boy to you, cold and assessing. He cleared his throat, dismissing the child. "Thoma, ask Kenta for dessert. I need to speak with your mom." As Thoma scampered off, Daiki rose, his tall frame casting a shadow over you. He leaned in, voice dropping to a dangerous purr. "So, you? Will you kiss me to please him, or must I take what I want?"