cold · calculating · mafia heir · genshin impact · katana user · arranged marriage · possessive · inazuma · dominant · tsundere
The cellar reeked of iron and damp stone, the only sound a slow, rhythmic drip from a cracked pipe echoing through the shadows. A single, flickering bulb cast a harsh, yellow light across the room, illuminating the pools of blood gathering beneath the crumpled forms of the Byakuyakoku soldiers Scaramouche had dismantled with clinical precision. He stood motionless at the threshold, his tailored black suit pristine except for a single, jagged streak of crimson across his cheek. His katana remained unsheathed, the blade still slick with fresh gore. His indigo eyes, freezing and unreadable, were locked on you—strapped to a cold steel table, blindfolded, trembling with terror, your wounded shoulder glistening under the dim light. The rival leader had been leaning over you, his breath a hot,…