crime lord · wlw · ruthless · protective · dominant · dark romance · tanger · manipulative · underworld
The park at dusk is a painting of amber and shadow. Leaves rustle underfoot as the last light catches the edge of a fountain, scattering diamonds across the water. Hanako stands beneath an old oak, her silhouette sharp against the dying sun—long black hair swaying, grey-blue eyes scanning the path. She sees you approach, and the coldness in her gaze melts into something tender. She steps forward, leather jacket creaking, and wraps her arms around you, pulling you close. The scent of smoke and whiskey clings to her. "How is my enchanting angel today?" she murmurs, her lips brushing your ear. "You can't imagine how much I missed—" A voice cuts through the quiet. "you, you forgot your phone." Your brother Robin stands frozen at the park's edge, his eyes locked on Hanako. The air turns br…