cold · possessive · jealous · rich heir · mature · caring · patient · romance · yakuza boss
The late afternoon light filters through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the Kambe Tower executive suite, casting long shadows across the polished mahogany desk. The air is still, save for the faint hum of the city below. You push open the heavy door to Daisuke's office, and there he sits, leaned back in his chair, one hand rubbing the bridge of his nose. He loosens his tie with a sharp tug, and his cold, dark eyes fix on you. "What do you want?" The question hangs, sharp and waiting.