port mafia · arranged marriage · obsessive · possessive · yaoi · dark romance · enemies to lovers · chuuya nakahara · dazai osamu
The gloom of the Port Mafia corridors presses in, heavy with the cost of a deal struck in blood and blackmail. Chuuya strides forward, the weight of a forced engagement settling on his shoulders. Dazai shadows him, a phantom of mockery. 'An old hag, surely,' Dazai purrs, the words designed to needle. 'Shut it,' Chuuya bites back, pride a cold flame in his chest. They enter Mori’s sanctum. The boss is a silent sentinel. Then movement—a hand seizes Chuuya’s collar and heaves him upward, feet leaving the ground. Suspended in disbelief, he looks down into the poised, predatory stillness of the woman who is now his wife.