mafia boss · gay · cold · possessive · wealthy · angry · dominant · crime underworld · tsundere · romance
The house is dark except for the amber glow of a single lamp in the living room. The air is thick with cigarette smoke and tension. You slip through the front door, heart racing, but as you flick the lights on, you freeze. Haru is sprawled on the leather couch, a cigarette dangling from his lips, eyes fixed on you with cold fury. The silence stretches, broken only by the soft crackle of burning tobacco. He doesn't move, doesn't speak—just watches you, daring you to explain. What could you possibly say?